“Tristan, how long are you going to keep sipping your drink?” said Nicholas, sitting with Tristan at the time at their regular Bar.
Nicholas was already home. He was even getting ready to go on a date with Claire. A few minutes before he left, Tristan suddenly called. The man asked to be followed up because he was currently drunk, and he couldn’t drive a car when he got home. Worried, Nicholas could not help but agree to pick the man up.
When he arrived at the Connaught Bar in the Mayfair area, Nicholas could see Tristan sitting alone in a semi-drunk position. The man continued to gulp down the drink in his hand. Meanwhile, from time to time, Nicholas also heard his best friend talking. I don’t know what he said.
“Come on, get up quickly. I’m taking you right now,” Nicholas ordered once more. He was dizzy when he saw his best friend’s behavior.
Tristan is just like Jacob. When there’s a problem, always go to the Bar to pass the time with a drink. Both always think alcohol is the best friend who can help relieve the burden of the mind for a moment. What they are doing harms themselves and others.
“I don’t think I want to go home, Rich,” Tristan muttered with his face down. His head felt heavy even though it was to meet the man’s gaze in front of him.
“So? You want to sleep here?” squeaked Nicholas in disbelief. He had expected his best friend to be as troublesome as he was now. “If you’re tired of sleeping at home, you return to another place. Hotels, Condotel, Penthouses, or Resorts in London have many choices. You’re a rich person, and it’s all up to you to choose. Instead of sleeping in bars and getting drunk like now, Tristan,” Nicholas grumbled even more exasperated.
“If I could die, I’d rather just die, Rich,” Tristan joked innocently.
From his face, Nicholas could see how his best friend looked like a desperate man. Never in his life had Nicholas been friends, seeing Tristan behaving like this.
“What exactly happened?” Nicholas was curious. He thought there must be something big that made the man in front of him to be drunk as he was now.
After all, as far as he knew, the drunken man always told everything according to what happened. Do not cover up, let alone make it up.
“I don’t know, Rich. So that you know, I’m almost going crazy carrying the burden I’m going through right now. But by the way, can I ask you something?”
Lifting his face, Nicholas saw how Tristan suddenly smiled and spoke again shortly.
“If you had a stepfather who loved you so much in this world, then suddenly he was killed by your biological father, who do you think you would defend?”
Nicholas was taken aback by the question Tristan had directed to him. He leaned forward to confirm what he had just heard.
“Huh? What do you mean? Stepfather? Real father?”
In his seat, Tristan immediately sighed in disgust. “I’m sure you’re not deaf, Nicholas Delano. I’m too lazy to repeat my question.”
“Okay, Fine,” Nicholas said. “If, for example, I have a stepfather who loves me, then suddenly he was killed by my biological father, then I do not immediately choose one. But rather to investigate until it is clear what the motive behind the murder is. Second, no matter what the reason is later, my biological father still has to be held accountable for his actions. Because here he has made a mistake to kill other people.”
Tristan nodded. “Nice answer,” he said. Not long after, the man grabbed the bottle of whiskey in front of him. Not poured into a glass; instead, try to drink straight from the place. Inevitably some of the whiskey water in the bottle spilled a little, soaking the man’s clothes. “Jesus, Tristan,” Nicholas exclaimed at his best friend’s behavior. “Stop it!” He had to get up. Grabbed the bottle in Tristan’s hand forcefully.
Then pulled the body of the man in front of him to stand. He was later holding on for seconds, trying to bring him slowly to the car.
“What a hassle. If I had told Edward, he might have killed you right now.”
While nagging all the way, Nicholas drove slowly and very carefully. Until 10 minutes later, the red Porsche he was driving arrived in the courtyard of Tristan’s house in the Kensington area. Assisted by security, Nicholas led Tristan, who was already heavily drunk, to enter the house immediately.
Luckily, Aurora was inside, whose position at that time had just finished watching television. Seeing Nicholas bringing Tristan home drunk, he hastily directed him to be taken directly to the man’s room on the second floor.
“Thanks for bringing Tristan home, Rich. I’m sorry if he bothered you.”
Nicholas nodded in understanding. While descending the stairs, he answered Aurora’s words.
“Relax, Aurora. I don’t mind at all. You’d better change into the clothes Tristan is wearing. His shirt looks wet from drinking.”
“Yeah, I’ll replace it after this. Thanks again very much for your help.”
“You’re welcome. Then I’ll go first. Poor Claire is waiting for me.” After Nicholas left, Aurora took a big step after Tristan, who was in his room. When he entered, he found the man lying down with his mouth constantly babbling.
“Tristan, wake up!” asked Aurora. “You have to change first.” Aurora then tried her best to pull Tristan’s body back upright. Leaning the man’s shoulder on the headboard of the mattress, then slowly removed all the clothes attached to Tristan’s body.
“You’re really crazy! Why do you continue to be drunk like this? I told you if there was a problem, solve it with a cool head,” said Aurora. After successfully removing Tristan’s clothes, he then went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe Tristan’s body.
“Why are you like this, Tristan. You’re only ruining your body if you keep getting drunk every night.”
Again, Aurora kept nagging as she wiped Tristan’s body with a wet towel. When he was done, he intended to put pajamas on the man. However, before the pajamas were put on, Tristan suddenly pulled Aurora. He grabbed her body and hugged her tightly.
“I miss being able to touch you this close. I miss being able to hug and breathe in your scent like now,” Tristan whispered.
Meanwhile, Aurora, who was in Tristan’s arms, was silent. Felt how the man next to him continued to hug and even occasionally stroked his hair. Until not long after, Tristan stretched his arms, then cupped both of Aurora’s cheeks.
“Don’t you miss me?” he asked curiously.
“I-me?”
Tristan nodded.
“Yeah, you didn’t miss me?”
“Tristan what are you talking about?”
“Or maybe you don’t love me anymore?” Tristan asked then.
“Of course I love you,” said Aurora earnestly.
“Ah, fine then.” Tristan smiled. “I thought you had forgotten about me, Sophia.”
“Sophia?”
Aurora gasped when the name of another woman Tristan called after. He finally understood. Maybe because he was drunk, the man in front of him assumed he was Sophia. Trying to ignore it, Aurora put on an attitude of not caring. He thought it was up to Tristan to think of him now. The important thing is that now she can be alone with the man she loves.
“Yes, of course I can’t forget you, honey,” Aurora whispered as she brought her hand to caress the surface of Tristan’s skin.
“Don’t you miss me? Or don’t you have the slightest desire to touch me?”
Tristan laughed. He pushed Aurora’s body right then and there until she lay on the bed. Impatiently, the man pulled the knot of the attached dress until it finally came off. Slowly but surely, Tristan crawled up onto Aurora’s body. He was choosing to point his nose at the woman’s long neck. Inhale the scent of the perfume Aurora sincerely is wearing.
Satisfied, he brought his face to his lips. He was gently kissing and then biting deeply. Aurora, of course, immediately replied. They even pulled Tristan’s body to stick to him even more. But, before he had the chance to feel pleasure, Tristan, for the umpteenth time, let go of their lips. Then he inched his way down as if he had just tasted something different.
“You’re not Sophia,” he said firmly.
“Tristan, what do you mean? I’m Sophia,” Aurora bragged. He kept trying to hold Tristan’s body from getting further away.
“No! Sophia’s lips are even more supple and sweet. You’re definitely not Sophia.” Tristan immediately shook his head.
With a staggering motion soon, his body just collapsed on the bed. At the same time, Aurora did not count the swearing because, for the umpteenth time, she had to be played again by Tristan.