Ben Chamberlain's Inheritance

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

"What's up Ben." Henry asked when they met in the yard of the detention. It was the place where they had time to exercise and relate with others that were also in custody

He looked up at Henry and said nothing. Henry noticed he was looking at the pendant in his hand. It was given to Betsy by their mom.

It was the only possession he had right now in his short existence in earth.

"I am sorry B; I really didn't get to know her and it pains me."

"She was my twin but she was the stronger of the both of us." 

"Yea. It's obvious from the way she battled the pains during her sickness." Henry said.

"I wish she didn't come to this world with such pain."

"I get you B; I get you." Henry said patting Ben on the back.

The next day they all went to bury her. It was scarcely attended. Ben and Betsy did not have friends.

"How are you boys holding up in there?" Mary asked.

She still had a bandage on her right arm and she walked with a walking stick.

"We are good Aunty." Henry replied.

"Ben how are you?" She asked Ben the way a mother would.

"I am fine aunty." He said looking at the pendant he was holding.

The burial rites was done and Ben and Henry were taken back to detention.

"I will be seeing you boys next week." Aunt Mary said and waved them good bye.

They were half way through their sentence in there and they were keeping their heads down by not getting into trouble with anyone in there.

"So Ben, what is the plan when your time here is up?" Henry asked.It was breakfast time and they were in the dinning hall.

"I have not thought about it ye.....t." Ben paused. He was distracted by two boys who were about to get into an argument.

"You are a stupid bloke." One of the boys who looked like a manga character blurted out.

He looked like an athlete. He had big biceps and a fairly big chest.

"It's your mama that is stupid you scoundrel." The other one who was about 5 feet and some inches tall said. He had a scar on the left side of his cheek.

A scar he obviously got from involvements in fights. "Who the hell are you calling

a scoundrel?" The guy with a big chest asked quietly. He said it with a deadly hint; the way an 

assassin would talk.

"To you of course." The guy with a scar said and he moved towards the table that the

guy with a big chest was eating.

"What are you going to do about......?" The guy with a scar did not finish his statement; his face

was laced with a punch.

He staggered back because it was quick and sudden but he got his balance.

The guy who gave the punch had a smile on his face and waited for the guy

With a scar to make his move.

"You will pay for this.? He said and rushed towards his opponent.

The guy with a big chest moved aside and his opponent crashed into a table.

The guy who had an athletic figure followed his opponent up with a kick to his legs. Those kicks that MMA fighters give.

The guy with a scar squinted in pain but he got up and quickly hit his opponent on the head with a steel plate.

That didn't faze the guy with a big chest one bit. The guy with a scar threw a punch that he deflected and followed it up with a punch of his own to the mid section of his opponent.

The guy with a scar doubled over and the guy with a big chest put his arms round the 

neck of his opponent; he grappled him to the ground and put his legs around him and he started to choke the life force out of him. In minutes the guy with a scar was unconscious.

"Wow! That guy is good." Henry said

"Yea he is." Ben said and wished he had such skills. If he did, his mother would still be alive.

"The guy is out cold B." Henry said excitedly.

"Move out of the way.". Two guards came through.

"You again?" One of them said.

"He gets into fights he cannot win." The second guard said.

The guy with a big chest just stood and kept looking at the guards.

"Nice fight mate." The first guard said to him.

The guy with big chest looked surprised.

"I actually won a bet." The guard said to dispel his amazement.

"Oh! Okay." The guy with a big chest said.

"I wish I could see this every day in here." Henry said.

"Then be a participant." Ben said.

"I sure would if I got the opportunity."

"Are you serious?" Ben asked.

"Do I look like I am joking?" Henry said.

"I am not sure right now." Was Ben reply.

The unconscious boy was taken away and the guy who won the fight was taken away also.

Everyone get back to your meal. Entertainment is over. "The first guard said."

Cutleries started to clatter against steel plates.

"The answer to the question you asked earlier is....."

"I actually thought you forgot." Henry replied.

"I had enough time to ruminate on it while the fight was going on." 

"So, I am listening." Henry said after swallowing the food in his mouth.

"I am going to leave the U.K to go look for my father." 

"Oh! I was not expecting that." Henry was perplexed by the answer.

"You look surprised." Ben said

"Yea! I am really shocked."

"That seems like the logical thing to do."

"What if he doesn't accept you?" Henry asked.

"He will. He has no choice." Ben replied.

"But how are you going to prove to him that you

are his son?" Henry asked.

"I don't know yet but I will come up with a way before then."

Henry said nothing more. There was this sullen look that appeared abruptly on his face.

"What is the matter?" Be asked.

"Hmmm.... I envy you a bit because you sought of have something to look forward to."

"How do you mean?" 

"After here I don't know what next." 

Ben sighed deeply. "I understand what you mean."

"It's like my life has never had a any purpose." Henry said.

"From the kind of family that we came out from it is not a surprise." Ben said.

"I can't agree more B." Henry said.  He paused and stared at the wall. "I really want that to change." He added.

"I have lost a lot and I want to lose no more." Ben said. He was turning the pendant in-between his fingers, "I want to put a stop to it."

"The truth is I want to hate my father for it all but I can't find the energy to do it." Henry said.

"I feel the same also but how do I hate someone I do not know or I have never seen?" Ben said.

Both boys were in a pensive mood until breakfast was over. Everyone was returning to their detention.

"What would I say to him when I finally see him?" Ben thought to himself as he walked to his detention. He knew that going to the U.S was going to be a task that would turn out to be very difficult.

"Who would I meet there? Would he be married with kids? Of course he has to have a wife and kids?" He thought.

"Will he accept me as his son?" He continued in his thoughts.

Then all of a sudden there was a very loud scream from someone. Ben was brought out of his thought back to the present.

"What was that scream all about Ben asked?"

"He killed himself." Someone yelled.

"*Laugh*, he finally commited suicide." Someone else close to Ben detention cell said.