Chapter 8 Return After Four Year’s

At Los Angeles airport Whitney Cole was seen amongst the crowd of people hurling two pieces of luggage in both hands while her twin boys were walking next to her.

“Mum, wait up!” Ashley Cole said softly while running behind his mother and brother with his short leg.

“Ashley, you have to learn how to carry your legs up, look at your brother Asher.

He is right next to me and you’re still trying to catch up with us” Whitney halted and said while waiting for her son to catch up with them.

She was dressed in pink leather pants, a white crop top, and white high heels with sunglasses while the boys were dressed in matching outfits.

“Mummy, I want to pee” Ashley asserted with a pale face, he was weak and always sick whenever there was a slight change in the climate.

“Me too mum, I want to pee” Asher halted and whined.

“You naughty kids, I warned you not to drink too much soda” Whitney scolded the boys and took them to the restroom.

She left and stood in the hallway as it was the men's restroom, abruptly there was a commotion in the terminal building, Several men in black tuxedos were running around searching for something, these made the passersby to whisper and point at the men that were gathering lots of attention.

“The rich will always show off their wealth” Whitney mumbled and turned to leave but bumped into something.

Her eyes widened when she saw a boy sitting on the floor with a pale face, “Omg dear, are you hurt?” She squatted down to his level and was stunned to see a familiar face.

“Ashley, why are you out so soon, and where is your brother?” Whitney carried the boy off the ground and turned around but couldn’t find Asher.

The boy looked confused and was gazing at the woman with a weird expression.

“Mum, when did you get here? I thought you were waiting in the car” he uttered with a knitted brow.

‘She is supposed to be in the car, why is she here suddenly and why didn’t she call me by my name?‘ The boy thought to himself and was staring at Whitney intensely.

He was running away from home and his mother who is mean and scary. However, here he is in the arms of his mother who was different from the one searching for him.

“Silly boy, where should I be? You and your brother were in the restroom, I’d have to wait here for you guys” Whitney Cole said softly and ruffled his hair.

The boy giggled, ‘Mummy feels different, her arm is warm and cozy unlike a while ago when she pinched me on the face.

She is odd and calm, but could she have accepted me as her son?’ The boy's eyebrow was knitted and his aura was calm and welcoming just like Ashley that Whitney wasn’t able to notice any difference between the two boys.

He was going to speak when Asher stepped out of the washroom, his eyes widened like that of a saucer, ‘why is there someone else that looks like me?’ The boy was stunned as he saw the replica of him gazing right back at him, he blinked twice with a dropped jaw.

“You! I thought you were in the restroom, why did you leave first, ain’t you afraid of getting hurt or lost?” Asher asked, also confused.

The boy instantly snapped out of his daze, “I’m not…” his mouth hung open when he saw the bodyguards in black tuxes running around. “Mummy, let’s go home.

I’m very hungry” He placed his head on Whitney’s shoulder and mumbled.

Whitney sighed, “alright boys, let's get moving” She patted his head and nodded at Asher who hurled his luggage out of the airport.

‘I’m not Ashley, I’m Dennis Lewis’ the little boy thought with a deep sigh and nuzzled on Whitney’s shoulder.

He was confused and worried, however, he’d know that seeing someone that looks like his mother and mistaking him for someone, means another kid looks like him.

His interest grew as he stared intently into the airport, ‘Mum is now double, which one is original? I was mistaken for Ashley and also saw a Asher that looks like me, who is my real mother and why is she with two boys, did she leave me behind because she doesn’t love me?’ Dennis felt like his head was exploding as he couldn’t place his finger on what was happening. He was a genius boy, but this is hard to solve.

Although, there is one answer to it, ‘Mum has a twin and the other boys were his brothers.

Then who is the real mother?’ He let out a deep sigh which made Whitney worry. “Relax son, here is our driver.

We will get home soon” Whitney asserted. Asher kept staring at his brother suspiciously, “Why did you change your outfits? We’re supposed to be wearing a matching outfit” Asher couldn’t keep calm and inquired.

“That’s right dear, you had matching clothes with your elder brother.

Why did you change it?” Dennis bit his lips and quickly came up with an answer.

“I met a woman and she said that I’m beautiful, he wanted my outfits to make his son look more handsome” His answer was lame but it was better than none.

Asher scoffed, “Next time don’t talk to strangers, we don’t want Mum worried just after returning from Spain” They got into the car after placing their luggage in the trunk.

Meanwhile, Ashley had just stepped out of the restroom and couldn’t see Whitney.

“Mummy,” he yelled while looking around the hallway, slowly he looked up and saw his mother carrying another boy in her arms while stepping out of the airport.

“Mum!” He yelled and attempted to move forward, but a tall bulky man stepped in front of him.

“Young master, this is enough. Can you stop being naughty? If we don’t bring you back home, your mother and father will torture our lives” the bodyguard asserted panting heavily.

Ashley knitted his brow, ‘Mummy just left with another boy, Dad! Is he my true daddy?’ Ashley was excited that he grabbed the man’s wrist.

“Take me home” he uttered which startled the bodyguard, Dennis was never the type that gave in or spoke with ease.

He shrugged and carried him off the ground, “Young master, what happened to your clothes? Your mother designed it specifically for you” Ashely looked down at his outfit as he thought that the man was going on with nonsense.

He carried Ashley out of the airport, Dennis who was looking out of the window spotted a boy that looked more like him, ‘he must be Ashley’ he said inwardly, suddenly his eyes locked with Ashley's who was looking around to find his mummy.

He was shoved into the red sports car before he could speak or access the situation.