ALL HAIL THE SOVEREIGN HILTON

WANTED

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2……

Another god dam year approaches, can’t believe we have to do this all over again.

Wonder how this one’s going to turn out for Seth? With a rich folk he called a girlfriend, blistering him with chastisement, enslaving and degrading his dignity, causing him to do things which weren’t meant to be done by a human being, even after he was the reason for her success.

BAOW!!! Gunshots began to reverberate through the air, rudely jolting amidst the rich sensation of the hall, with wealthy individuals from different rich backgrounds getting ready to pull their lungs out as they scream happy new year. Unfortunately, their hopes were disfigured by the thundering sounds of guns, scrambling the crowd to and through, as they began to stampede for their dear life.

“Hah, not again!!!” Seth slammed, and began to pick up his pace, hastily hustling through the crowd, attempting to reach his girlfriend at the entrance. It was almost a new year, and it seems like for some reason, he is being followed by gun men who wanted his life, but why exactly did they want the life of a pauper? What exactly did he have apart from poverty?

Maybe it’s just a coincidence that he happens to be at every deadly situation, that somehow threatens his life every single moment, who knows?

This time he escorted his dear lover to the cross over ball at middle town oak, which was known for the elites, a place which Seth would never fit in, thrilled with the rich and powerful, dressed in designers worth millions. Well it’s just nothing but an over exaggerated praise of dominance from the poor, which seems to be nothing but too much of a spice in a stew. Seth was only there because of his girlfriend Rose, who was adored by the city, Rose Elanor, the musician who everyone loved and saw as a goddess, but was she?

Rose took Seth anywhere she went and at the end of the day, he gets ridiculed for some reason or the other, and later on she apologizes and he forgives. 12am was meant to mark her twenty eighth birthday which she planned to celebrate in this same location, mingling with the rich and powerful, and caressed with elegance, enlightened by the aura of the wealthy and not her darling boyfriend Seth, who planned to celebrate her with only a birthday cake and a dinner night, how cute is that? How would that be possible when his girlfriend cared only for an exuberant life, wishing to always be treated like a queen, but from the look of things, it won’t be possible.

“There he is,” a man screamed, pointing directly at Seth, who notices and dashes with an increased celerity towards the door, making sure he didn’t get caught by people he knew nothing about.

“We have to get out of here Rose,” He yelled, trying to pull her towards their vehicle.

“Let her go you dimwit, get those filthy hands off her, Rose, come on we have to get out of here, this man won’t be able to protect you,” a robust male dressed in deep black suit, pulls her out of his hands, rushing towards his convoy.

Seth gazed dumbfoundedly, swiveling his mood as he was thrilled by the opposition’s arrogance, watching his dear lover being pulled away from his arms, unable to do a thing, and forgetting that he was bustling away for his dear life. She didn’t even look back, she just kept going, breaking the heart of the man who loved her.

1

BAAM

The sound of a gun pulsates the mind of Seth, awakening him from his thoughts, he then dashed towards the street, trying to escape the men who clustered the premises, seeking for his death.

“HAPPY NEW YEAR.” But was that really a happy new year for Seth.

*****x

Weeks after new year, Rose had a dinner party, celebrating her newest release. Her family, good friends and well-wishers gathered to honor her.

The bouquet took place in a well-endowed hall, eluded by the thrilling sensation of sweet savors from rich perfumes worn by wealthy men, the hall carried an unusual aura, endowed with the presence of the rich and famous, and the bustling around of waiters and waitresses, carrying the most expensive drinks in the United states.

Ones again, Seth never fitted into any of this, he just sat there looking like an over maltreated he goat, and treated as a misfit that he was. Dressed in his old graduation suit, which was bought about five years ago by his father Tony Milton. It looked all rumpled up and dirty, alluding poverty as he sat down, enlightened and oppressed by his rich counter parts.

“You there, why don’t you make yourself useful by serving the drinks?” A maid said to Seth, doesn’t she recognize that Seth is the boyfriend of the well-known Rose Elanor, the celebrity and the singer who everyone seemed to adore? Or was she attempting to lose her job?

“Yes ma’am,” Seth replied humbly, bowing his head as he walked into the bar, serving as a bartender.

Well Seth was nothing more than an underrated pimp squid, even the maids and male servants called him their servants, all given the chance to insult Seth.

A few years back, Seth lost his father Tony Milton, who died and left nothing for him than an old graduation suit and a ring. He had no fancy house, neither did he live a luxurious lifestyle like everyone in Middleton. Ever since he was little, he lived to serve the rich and powerful, feeding from bread crumps and anything thrown down the dinning like a dog.

He met Rose, who was also serving as a maid, a beautiful young lady adorned with talents rare to humans, the talent of good music. Rose had a sweet and melodious voice which everyone loved, she served under a man as his musician, singing for him as he ate his meals.

Seth began to develop feelings for Rose, he tried so hard to get her, trying to impress her so that she would fall for him, including going as far as selling his properties, just to get Rose to a recording studio.

Rose fell for him seeing that he could do anything for her, they began to strive together, spent their hard times with love, not considering the effect the outside world had against their relationship. They both loved each other so much, but things began to change after Rose became famous.

She didn’t have time for him, spent more time with people she called her friends who were rich and powerful, people who were never there when Seth strived hard to get her to the position where she is in today, unbeknown to her that she got to where she was only because of Seth.

“Well if it isn’t Seth the bartender, what have we here? So, you’re now serving drinks for money huh, I mean a couple of those one-dollar notes could really put some food on your table right,” Clad, Rose’s admirer smiled sinisterly as he mocked Seth.

“Here, I got a deal for you, break up with Rose today while you can, and I’ll get you a toilet job in my home, with a twenty-dollar pay per day, and you won’t have to face the cup coming for you soon.”

Seth doesn’t give him a word he just kept a blank gaze on the face of Roberto.

Rose and a train of females walk in, whispering into the ears of one another then smiling sheepishly at each other.

“Rose, why do you still keep this dimwit as your boyfriend, you are way above his level, I mean look at Clad, he is falling head over hills for you and on a normal note, he could do better than that poverty stricken Seth puffer fish,” One of them said aloud to the hearing of Seth, acting as though they weren’t referring to him.

“I heard he didn’t give you a dam thing on your birthday, but look at that sweet million, dollar necklace around your neck, given to you by Clad, I mean that is love,” Mira, the other girl said.

Clad began to feel pompous about himself.

“And it’s beautiful on you dear, can that buffoon ever get that for you,” Clad said.

Seth began to get annoyed, but he chose to maintain his composure, so he won’t cause a scene, the crowd was thrilled with honorable guest, so it will be rude to give a punch to a fool with everyone watching.

“Look, you all should stop insulting Seth, I was the one who choose to date him and not you, and as for you Clad, if you think this gift you gave to me matters, then go to hell,” Rose said, taking off the necklace and then throwing it at the face of Clad.

Seth was taken aback by her sudden change in attitude, normally, she was rude to Seth and wanted to get him off her path whenever she was with her rich friends, but this sudden defense shocked Seth to the brim of his imagination, she even embarrassed Clad.

Clad was the son of Robert Rhodes, one of the richest family in the city, known for real estate and producers of fine wine across the state, worth billions of dollars. Clad on his own had the biggest music production studio in the city and he was also the one who produced Rose’s newest track. “Raising Hell.”

Clad glares at Seth and walked off, not wanting to cause a scene as well.

“Babe take the car home, I dropped a gift for you on the bed, drive safely,” Rose lands a car key on his hands with a smile that looked fake, then becomes distracted by a guest who wanted a picture.

VIBRATE….

Seth’s phone gets a notification, he pulls it out of his pocket to see what it was.

“Hello Seth Hilton, why are you ignoring me? Don’t you think it’s time?” Seth gazed confusedly at his phone, then pushed it back into his pocket.

“Scammers,” He said, then walked out of the hall still confused, either because of his wife’s strange demeanor, or the messenger who has been bothering him for weeks.