QT: I Bent The Male Lead

Jason rested his head on the bench and glanced to the skies. In his hand he held tightly the note from that he found under his pillow. It was from the author of the book.

<<Complete the story with a happy ending and you and I will get to meet>>

The note read, he had gotten so close to the truth and now he had a condition to meet in order to learn more about his past and connection to the author of the novel. He had to be best prince Nedryn that he could ever be.

This time around, he didn't enter the novel empty handed. He could feel the changes in him, he was stronger faster and much more. He had not tested himself yet but he could feel it. he was taking the time to think.

Davion was real in the real world and the author was able write him a note inside the novel, he had a feeling that something was amiss. He had gotten what he wanted and was inside the book once again but he still felt lonely.

His mood was low and he didn't know why. It was connected to the day he visited his school. He was yet to figure out what he had lost that was so important to him. And it was keeping him from reaching his goals. It was the worst feeling ever, losing something that you never ever knew you had.

They say that one learns the value of things after they lose it but how does one learn the value of something they never even knew they had. His mind was lost thinking about this. His experience back in the real world didn't make sense to him either.

It was far from normal, everything was always pointing back to the novel in a weird way. Like fate was screaming the answers on his face but he wasn't hearing because he didn't know what to look for. 

Davion joined him under the tree, he had tried not to worry about the man but it was getting harder to do that when he was acting like a lost puppy. He had received word that the prince had barely touched his food. He had not eaten a single morsel of food since he woke up.

He had not spoken much to anybody and was keeping to himself always busy in his thoughts thinking from one thing to the other so he decided to find out what the problem was. He didn't come alone, he was accompanied by Amaru and Winrus who were also worried for him.

Amaru approached the bench from both sides and laid down beside the boy. Winrus sat to the back quietly. The shade of the tree brought some peace and a breath of fresh air to them. 

"Nedryn," Davion uttered his name softly. The man just attempted suicide not long ago. He needed to be handled with care or he might try to end his life again. 

Jason was lost in his thoughts, the face of the boy with glasses who looked so much like the crown prince haunted his thoughts. Not just his face but even his name and smile on his face was the same as the prince, which meant that he was used to create the image of the crown prince and he knew the author of the book.

He had seen that very smile on someone else too. He closed his eyes and tried to point where he had seen that smile. He ran the face of the boy with all the people he knew in his life. He eyes shot open when he matched it with the waiter. 

The smile was a perfect match when ran against his, he too was called Davy. If the man had longer hair than the shoulder length one, he had. If he wore glasses, then he would look just like his Davy. 

From the way the boy spoke and the way he acted, it was always so strange. And he knew the author was male before he figured the truth out, he couldn't help but wonder if Davy was the author of the novel.

"Goodbye Jason," he recalled hearing at the library. The voice was distant but he still heard it. when he had woken up he was alone and didn't have any memory of his time there. Like someone intentionally made him forget what happened at the library.

"Are you okay?" Davion asked. he looked up to Amaru. The ice prince shook his head; he too didn't know why the man wasn't responding. "Nedryn, talk to me," Davion added.

Jason bit his lower lip thinking back on the time that he had met the waiter. When their eyes locked for the first time, he was so lost in his thoughts to see anything out of the ordinary but now that he calmly looked back to the situation, he noticed something.

He noticed the spark in the younger male's eyes when he saw him, if he wasn't wrong, it was the same look that he had in his eyes whenever he thought of the crown prince. It was love. 

He sat up on the bench, the connection to the painting and the way he reacted to it made sense. The talk with Davy where the man claimed that he was in love with the author and wasn't just a fan finally made sense. It also made sense how the author always reacted and made posts after he argued with Davy.

He realized that the man he went out to look for was right before him all along and he was too blind to see. He was playing the game but failed to notice the major payer even when all the clues were right by his face.

He felt so stupid, the magic room that he walked into, he now realized it could have been. And he being the fool that he was could have brushed it off too soon as a dream without even checking. 

"What is wrong with him," Amaru inquired, he was beyond worried about the man. The way he was acting was strange as though he had lost himself in the lake. He had gone insane.

"How should I know that?" Davion let out. His friend was strange, they had been together since the prince woke and everything he knew about the man's condition was the same with what he knew and yet he asked such a question.

"What do we do then?" Amaru asked receiving a glare from the crown prince. "What I haven't dealt with a depressed person before," he admitted.

He wanted to help but finding himself in a new situation made it hard for him to help Jason. He had no idea where to begin, he had never had to deal with anyone suicide before.

"We should just be here for him and be patient. When he is ready to talk about it, we should be ready to listen," Winrus uttered calmly.

Amaru and Davion listened to him, they were both princes they knew not the first thing about taking care of people as they spent most of their lives being taken care of. They laid back facing the sky waiting for Jason to open up and talk to them about his problems.

Jason massaged his head, everything he was processing in his head was too much. He had no idea that the author of the book was in love with him. Alperx had an unrequited love on his, it was too much to take on even for himself. The man had it all but had a crush on him.

Maybe being brought into the book was the author's way of experiencing love with him without having to confess that he liked him. He felt so happy, of all the fans Davy had it was him, the man fell in love with.

His lips curled up into a smile, learning that someone he idolized, someone so famous loved him brought him joy. If only the man had told him sooner, he wouldn't have had such a headache trying to find out what connection they shared.

"You could have just been honest with me," he spoke out. "I wouldn't have hated you for it."

Davy read Jason's thoughts and almost threw up. He was speechless by the man's way of thinking. It was stupid that the man even thought that he, ha an unrequited love.

He felt like throwing the pad harshly to the ground, the fool was really something, he felt like picking up his pen and create a lightning storm to interrupt his stupid thoughts. "You wouldn't have hated me my foot," he harshly uttered. 

He was infuriated by the man. He wasn't a lost puppy beginning for his love that he had to put it out that way. They had a relationship for crying out loud and the idiot was acting as though that part of their life never happened.

"Goes to show how much you meant to him," Zillon uttered from his seat.