Ch 2 Misunderstandings

Glitch awoke with a start the next morning. He sat up, ran his hands through his brown curls, and sighed. His dreams had been so vivid last night. He sighed again, sadness filling his features as he sat back against the headboard.

"That's all it was, Glitch. Just a dream," he whispered miserably to himself.

Glitch threw back the covers and proceeded to get out of bed to ready himself for the day. When his feet touched roughened hardwood instead of smooth, chill stone, he knew something was wrong. He stopped frozen in his tracks as he began to look around the room for the first time. He took in the bare, weathered walls, the dusty furniture, the dirty clothes strewn about the floor. This was not his room in the palace. Glitch stumbled backwards and fell back onto the bed. Then it hit him. He must be lying in Cain's bed.

"It wasn't a dream," Glitch whispered, shocked. But if it wasn't a dream, where's Cain? he asked himself inwardly.

Glitch sat back up and thought for a few minutes about what had happened yesterday. He remembered DG telling him about Cain's son. He remembered riding as fast as his horse would carry him to the Cain's home. He remembered Cain throwing a fit until he finally broke down. He remembered Cain kissing him, well, more than kissing him. Then he remembered that at some point, Cain had fallen back against the wall, horrified. Glitch didn't remember anything else after that.

He must have left. He must have been disgusted by what happened...and "he left." Glitch let out a heart-wrenching sigh as the realization hit him. Cain had left him there. He rolled over and buried his face in Cain's pillow, sobs wracking his body.

After a while, he finally calmed enough to sit back up. Slowly he found his clothes and dressed. He wrote a quick note and left it on Cain's dresser. With a heartbroken sigh and a final look back on the old house, Glitch mounted his horse and rode back to the palace.

Cain sat on a log in the woods near his home. The last embers of the previous night's campfire were smoldering and going out. He let out a sigh and ran a hand across his face. A whole night's worth of thinking had gotten him nowhere.

"Adora, I don't know what to do," he whispered.

Cain sighed and closed his eyes putting his face in his hands. Small tears fell to the ground as the images from last night flooded his memory. The look on Glitch's face before he passed out, the hurt and confusion was too much for him.

Cain's face paled as he realized the full extent of the consequences of last night. Glitch was the only person left in his life. Adora and Jeb were gone. If Glitch never wanted to see him again, he was alone. Sure, he had DG and Raw, but it wasn't the same. They weren't the same. He thought of Glitch's smile, his quirky and always askew clothing and hair. He thought of his beautiful brown eyes. He could lose himself in those eyes. He couldn't stand the thought of never seeing him again. He had to fix this. He had to tell Glitch what he meant to him. Well, what did he feel for him...We'll cross that bridge later, he thought to himself. Right now, he just needed to talk to Glitch. With resolve and a huge weight lifted from his shoulders Cain got up and began making his way back home.

"Glitch!" Cain called as he entered his front door. No reply other than a sad silence met his ears.

He went into the bedroom to see if Glitch had just slept in, but he wasn't there. As he turned to go back out the door, something caught his eye. It was a note on his dresser. Walking over, he grabbed the note and opened it up.

Wyatt,

I'm sorry. Gods, I am so sorry. Whatever I did, I know it must have upset you. Your face said it all. You looked so disgusted with me, so angry. I'm sorry Cain. I'm so sorry for whatever I did. I guess I am just a stupid headcase. If I weren't, this would never have happened. I'm going to go back to the palace. Don't worry. I'll stay there and away from you. I wish things would have gone differently. I really do, but I guess a heartless tin man could never love a brainless zipperhead like me. Goodbye Cain.

Forever Yours,

Glitch

He dropped the note, hands too shaky to hold onto it and ran from the house. He mounted his horse and took off down the road after Glitch.