Chapter 391: A late night pick up
For the next week the sense of unease never faded, never left. It was eating away at him slowly, making Kellen a paranoid shell of himself. Gwen had made a comment about it at one point, and Kellen had laughed, trying to brush it off. It was when Rhys brought up that Kellen seemed jumpy and upset that Kellen had to face it.
Kellen thought that this sense of unease was linked to his parents coming back. He was, as always, worried about whether they were going to come back safely. It wasn’t normally this deep of a concern, but given all that was going on, his worry was valid. That was the case until they sneakily arrived back into the city without anyone knowing, including Kellen and Gwen.
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His parents had arrived late, almost 2 am in the morning. When Kellen received the call early in the morning, Rhys was the one who answered his phone in his stead.
Kellen woke up to the sleepy rumble of Rhys’ voice against his ear, his head resting against his bare chest in their bed. Rhys jostling must have been what had woke him up first. Rhys was a light sleeper compared to Kellen.
"Hello?" Rhys said into the phone, while Kellen slowly woke up. Kellen was mid yawn when he heard the voice of the person on the other end of the line.
"Oh, sorry Rhys. Didn’t mean to disturb you lovebirds. Just wanted to let Kellen know we’re safely back in the country. We were hoping we could get a ride back, but-" Kellen’s drowsiness disappeared at his Mom’s voice and he snatched the phone from Rhys’ hand, much to the amusement of Rhys.
"We’ll be right there. Same airport?" Kellen asked and it was like water washing over a parched plant to hear her laughter.
"No need to rush. Take your time to get here. Your Father is just having a rest. There was a crying baby on the last flight and it killed him that he was unable to reveal himself and comfort the crying child." That sounded exactly like something his Dad would have problems with. Kellen sat up, pushing his hair out of his face. He needed a haircut soon.