006 - Still Alive

Isaacson turned to Clayton with his brows raised in question, and he asked,

“Son, does this have anything to do with this dumb brain?”

Clayton did not for once hesitate to say what he had in mind. He hated his terrible state and couldn't wait to punish Caspian for what he had done.

“No, Mr. Hartford, he did not. I unexpectedly fell down the stairs in the corridor. That got me these bruises. But it's fine; it won't take time before it'll heal,” Clayton replied. Isaacson nodded, and he sighed.

“I'm truly sorry you have to encounter that at your canteen; I'll make sure the stairs are renovated. Rest assured, it won't happen again.”

Isaacson said, and Clayton could only nod as he glowered with a grimace at Caspian.

Caspian jubilated in his heart. His excitement could not even be hidden behind his expressionless face.

“I feel sorry for him.”

Caspian muttered; he continued to clean up the place and did not mind their emotional bantering.

Finishing up his assigned cleaning duties, Caspian took the cleaning tools and was ready to return them to the janitor's room; however, on his way, he was pulled into a dark room.

Caspian was shocked to see Clayton. He had been the one who had dragged him inside. He glared at Clayton and asked, “What do you want?”

“Oh!! What do I want? Are you trying to act like nothing happened?” Clayton snickered in annoyance.

Caspian looked around the room. It was the storage room where the raw food items were kept. He scrunched his nose, disliking the smell of the room.

“Yes, Clayton, I do not understand what you are talking about; please let go of my shirt.”

Caspian demanded looking serious and unfriendly. Clayton laughed and scoffed.

He then sent a harsh kick at Caspian's knee and a blow to his shoulder. Caspian fell and groaned in pain.

He got up from the ground and punched Clayton's face. Clayton staggered backward.

He placed his plan on his nose and saw blood. His nose is bleeding. Clayton growled.

“Fuck! What does a damn nobody like you have to do to think you can match up with me? I see that I've been lenient on your fried brain.”

Saying that Clayton proceeded to Caspian's position. He grabbed his shirt and pinned him to the wall. Clayton then went on to beat him black and blue.

He whacked his head on Caspian's face. He scratched his shoulders and continuously kicked his knees.

“This is just the beginning of your miserable life. You have messed with the wrong person, and I shall deal with you. Little boys like you should learn to have respect for senior men like me. I'd make sure you regret ever raising your hands to hit me.”

Concluding his statement, Clayton lets go of Caspian's shirt and then spats on him. He turned and began to leave. Just then, the system notification rang again.

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Knowing that he has been tasked with another mission, Caspian, who was lying on the ground, feels energetic once again. He felt replenished and got up from the ground.

He rushed over to block Clayton's way, his two hands spread apart to prevent him from moving forward.

Caspian jubilated inwardly. He thought that it didn't matter to him who was behind the mission, but this was giving him much relief from the pain he had gone through.

He had endured all insults for money and terror, and now he is getting money to bring back his self-respect.

Caspian thought that he would stop hesitating about completing any mission he was assigned.

He'll just go ahead and keep on completing each task as long as there's an endless flow of money in his account; he doesn't mind getting into trouble.

“Shit! Get out!”

Clayton frowned. He pushed Caspian on the chest, making him fall and step back.

“Now I understand; you are gay, and you've fallen helplessly in love with me. You were just using Sarah, baby, to cover up the fact that you only fuck male A**s. Well, get this straight: I am not gay, and I do not participate in any gay relationships or activities. So freaking get lost.”

Shouting his lungs out, Clayton made to push Caspian again, but Caspian skillfully moved away to the side.

He chuckled and leaned against the wall. This got Clayton mad.

“Clayton, don't you think you have made yourself a joke for me to fall in love with if I indeed am gay?”

Caspian mocked, and he laughed. Despite the hurt he feels in his face and jaws each time he smiles, he still does not stop smiling.

“As a gay, I'd reject any guy like you because eventually I'll end up at the bottom and you at the top, and I unfortunately do not like the bottom position when I do the deed.”

He added and he laughed at his words. He grinned at Clayton, whose face was not looking great, and continued to speak.

“But you see, I'm not gay, and I do not like you. Even as a lady, I will think twice before accepting to date you. I believe and confidently assert that my looks are way more charming, handsome, refined, and charismatic than yours.

Look here; aside from your money and influence, I don't see any reason why anyone would want to date you. Because you will be no better than I am now, a lowly and poor person with no positive future!”

Caspian spat. His eyes held disdain and visible disrespect. He seemed to not care about whatever Clayton might do as he continued to taunt him.

“You won't dare repeat the statements, loner.”

Clayton shrieked, his anger and threat clear and audible in his tone.

He had never thought about how pathetic his life might become if he eventually lost all he had gotten from his wealthy family.

The thought of finding himself in Caspian's shoes one day got him to the edge of his sanity.

‘It will never happen.’

Clayton thought in a grimace with knitted brows as he glared at Caspian.

“I dare say it now means I'll say it again and again. It's the truth, and you know that. We all know that the truth is always bitter, but it never changes.”

Hearing Caspian's bold and sarcastic words of mockery, Clayton couldn't accept them and rushed to fight him off.

Caspian swerved around, avoiding Clayton's blow. He maneuvered around and kicked Clayton's buttocks.

Caspian did not stop but proceeded to hit Clayton behind the neck. The blow was a harsh and hard one that sent Clayton into the abyss of endless darkness.

Shocked, Caspian stared at the unconscious Clayton and went to check his breath. Seeing that he was alive and breathing, he sneakily left the room.