Chapter 191 - 191

Could he be mistaken? Theseus wondered as he placed the medical supplies back into their designated spots. He didn't want the doctor to return and face all this chaos. He was sure more rumors would spur. 

"He didn't even treat his wound" Theseus said filled with worry. His hand was still bleeding when he disappeared but he treated as if it was nothing. He rubbed his face frustrated and left the room. He wanted to ask someone, he wanted someone to tell him that what he did wasn't stupid. That he hadn't just ruined his only chance of bringing Allias back. 

It was the look he had before he left, his eyes were filled with sadness as Theseus kicked him out and his last words were burdening his heart. He didn't help him, that was true but the shock of his change was too big, the cheating and the killing he didn't know how to react to everything. All he knew was that he was incredibly heartbroken and maybe fixing him wasn't his first concern anymore. 

"I am so petty." He said and knocked on Mark's door. If he needed to speak with someone he was sure the red head would know best about Allias. He was his closest friend and the only one who could give him a clear answer at the moment, Theseus knew that him mind was too clouded. 

Mark opened the door immediately appearing in front of him with huge dark circles underneath his eyes and his always proper reddish lock a very obvious mess. He let out a sigh as he met his eyes and moved to the side for him to enter. His covers were thrown to the floor, his bed a mess as if a tornado had just stuck. 

"Are you alright?" Theseus asked scanning the room. 

"How do I look? Do I look fine?" he asked and sat on one of the armchairs that were resting in his room. He rarely had guests so he was never really concerned if the place looked tidy. It wasn't exactly dirty but there were some clothes thrown here and there and some stray socks, the other part of the pair lost somewhere. Theseus sat on the other chair, the both boys being separated by a small tea table and a white vase. 

"Did something happen?"

"Nightmares. Nightmares with hot devils." Mark mumbled and Theseus tilted his head to the side, frowning. 

"What?" 

"It's nothing. So what did you want? I am sure it's about Allias" Mark said and crossed his legs, taking a serious expression as he stared at Theseus like his own private therapist. 

"You see, I did something. Maybe something bad. I kicked Allias out."

"Excuse me what?" Mark asked him, his soft eyes widening as he heard Theseus' words. "You kicked him out of his own palace?" 

"I was angry okay and maybe I told him that we all agreed that he should get lost because he is a burden and trash." Theseus said and Mark stood up. He paced around the room for a while, his eyes anxiously moving from side to side, showing he was deep in thought and he kept mumbling to himself before he sat right back down. 

"How foolish can you be? He loves you. He was drunk and crying that you don't love him. You are his only weakness, the only one who can bring him back and you went and said that? Oh god, why? You would think that elves who have been for years together, like thousands of years would know each other better but no. While scheming and hiding in political scandals, murders and supernatural fight we have to be play in a teen drama too. This is stupid, too stupid. Really? Why?..." Mark began rumbling, without taking one breath as he spoke. Theseus moved back, quite surprised with how invested he was in the whole situation. 

"Calm down first, breathe" he advised him and Mark took a deep breath. "What do you mean he was crying? I thought he…"

"From what I understand he doesn't care about anything. Like killing or leaving the palace, he doesn't mind that but the only thing he cares about, the only remain of his own self is that he loves you. He was shocked when he realized that you might not want him anymore, even heartbroken. Really! All you had to do was pamper him a bit and tell him to come back and he would let go and love you but no you had to go on and…"

"He cheated on me!" Theseus said stopping Mark's second rampage and the ginger looked quite shocked with his words. There was a soft pillow resting on the back of the chair. Mark grabbed it and threw it right in Theseus' face, the elf dodging at the last moment. "What was that for?" 

"That's not Allias you dumbass. It's like he is half or something. I get it you are hurt, believe me some people died that's even worse but how could you…oh god. Where is he? Where did he run off to? You have to bring him back. He will pay for what he did, the guilt he will feel, knowing him will be the worst part and this is where he will need you the most so go."

"Well, I don't know where he is actually. I didn't ask."

"Shitheads, every single one of you" Mark said annoyed and stood up, leaving his room. Theseus was left there with his jaw dropped as it was the first time someone except Allias spoke to him so freely. "Where is Ea? Bring him to me! He is the only logical person in this place." He heard him shout from the corridor. 

It was clear to him now. He had been gravely mistaken. He was the one who had his mind together in this situation and he had been overcome by his own emotions. Theseus should have helped Allias from the start. Could it be it was too late now? He really hoped it wasn't, because if he lost Allias he didn't know what he would do. 

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Hmm, where could Allias be? Any ideas? xD