David didn't realize that morning had come. He would have continued sleeping, if not for Dre that barged into his room and shook him away. "David, wake up! You have got to see this!"David stood up, his body wanting to go to sleep. His eyes were heavy, but he rubbed life back into them. Dre was nudging him, pushing his phone into his hands, David was confused about what was going on. "It's barely morning, Dre." He complained. "Just give me five more minutes, I promise to give ear to whatever it is that you want." Dre wasn't listening, he didn't stop shaking his friend. This was a very serious matter that couldn't wait. "It's about Dominic Ford! It's very terrible, you have to see this!" That was what David needed for his eyes to fly open. He was fully away in a flash and was up to his feet. He was by the window, scrolling through Dre's phone. The article was a few minutes old, it was very fresh news, but that didn't dampen the graveness of it. Dominic Ford's recent act was th
David was staring with wide eyes, this wasn't what he was expecting. "Is this a joke?" He asked her, clearly it had to be. "No, sir, it's not." She said, "Because whose genius idea is this?" He laughed. "Why am I supposed to take the fall for a man I have never seen in my life?" "That man is your father," She reminded him. "And this is your company here, you have to do it." "No." David dropped the file on the table. "This is crazy, I am not going to do it. Did you see the crowd? I am not standing in front of those angry people to apologize for something that I didn't do!" He was about to walk out of the door, but Rosie stopped him with a hand on his chest. "Do you realize what you are doing?" She asked. "I need to be ready in an hour."He shrugged her off very aggressively. "I don't give a fuck!" He yelled. "Since it's so important to you, why don't you do it?!""Stop it, David." Her lips were thinned, she didn't want anyone to hear them, but he was screaming. "Call your bos
David was startled to see her, she was the last person that he expected to be there. He pulled her into the room and shut the door immediately. "Stefanie, what are you doing here?" He asked, visibly worried for her. "I saw the news, I saw how angry the crowd was and then Dre called me," She said. "He got your text and contacted Ethan and me, we are going to get you out." David's jaw dropped to the ground, he couldn't believe that his friends would risk their life trying to save him. "Stefanie, you can't be here." He sighed. "It's too dangerous." "Yes, I agree, I shouldn't be here, but neither should you. If they feel they can throw you in front of an angry crowd of people, they must be stupid. We are getting you out of here." David wanted to say something else to her, something to tell her how impossible her bright idea was, but he heard someone walk up to the door. He pressed Stefanie to the wall and held his hand over her mouth. He mouthed for her to keep quiet. "David,
David regretted it all, at this point. His life was better as a loser. Yes, he got bullied and maltreated a lot because he was poor, but at least no one had to die for him. He didn't want his friends to die because of him, no he would rather die for them. "Let them go, Gary." David sighed. "You have me, you can do whatever you want with me, but let my friends go." "Your friends know the truth, we can't let them live." Gary reminded him. "Remember the servants that saw your face? Remember the worker that knew your identity? They were all killed, that's exactly what's going to happen to your friend." David's heart tightened on hearing that, he shut his eyes as if to get rid of those painful words. All he saw were bad memories, he was right there when Rosie killed those workers, and he was also there when they took Wendy away. Maybe this was all coming back to haunt him because he didn't do enough to save them. That's why his friends now have the same fate. "Please." David's voic
The crowd went absolutely crazy when David announced that to them. The protesters wanted to kill him with their screams, while the journalists were trying to climb over the soldiers so that they could speak to him. Even with that, it was like everything was muted and in slow motion to David. He was looking from one side of the crowd to the other, all he heard was his heart banging against his chest. Strong hands pulled him away as the flashes from the cameras almost blinded him. He was taken into the building and the guards shield him from unseen danger. They continued that way until they pushed him into a room. David found himself with Gary and Rosie again. Gary had his head against the wall and was hitting it with his fists. Rosie was walking to and fro, her right index finger in her mouth. Something about the misery he had caused them was so appealing to him. He laughed, slowly at first, until it was a fit and he was holding his belly.Rosie was looking at him as if he had
David was sitting on the ground in the room that had become his prison. He had sat in the same position for hours now, so long that his legs couldn't be felt again. He was staring at the door, his gateway to freedom. He has sat there for days now, he was slowly slipping into an ominous version of himself. He refused to eat, he fought with the guards who came in, and he cursed at his father even though he wasn't there with him. David's fingers were going through his hair, a loop that he had been repeating for hours. He saw movement around the door, he wasn't going to pay them any attention. The door opened and Gary walked in, this was the first time that Gary was coming to see him after all these days. Gary's left hand was in his pocket, and the right was holding onto his signature golden walking stick. "Good morning, young master," Gary said. "You still haven't eaten, have you?" "What do I need to do to get you to stop calling me that?" David was calm, but he was boiling on t
Alexa walked back into the room, leaving the door unlocked. Dominic walked in after her, he shut the door closed. She was dressed up, taking up her only bag from the bed. Dominic dropped the flowers on the table since she didn't take them. "Won't you ask after your son?" He asked her. "Why should I?" She huffed. "He didn't listen to me when I warned him about you." He smiled like she had given him a compliment, but it was the other way around. He walked over to her, she was standing by the window. "If you didn't care about David, then why did you come here?" He rubbed his jaw. "Because I got a call that you locked him up like a criminal." Her face stiffened with anger. "Why would you do that to him?" "He went against me, you of all people should know that I am big on obedience." He said. "Didn't you tell him that?" She was angry, so she picked up her bag and put it against her shoulder. "Look, he is your responsibility now." She pointed at him, her voice heavy. "No matter w
David was still in his prison, thinking about his life and how suddenly, he had gone down this slope. He was still deep in thought when the door opened. His father walked in again, this time in black trousers and a white buttoned-up shirt – Mister Dominic just looked good in everything.Even with that, David could not bring himself to look his father in the eye. It was like the harder he tried, the more he came to hate the man. Dominic Ford pulled a chair like he did the last time, and he sat before David. "So, I assume that you are done with all your games and are ready to do things my way." He asked. David didn't reply to him, but Dominic took that as a positive answer. David wasn't protesting or resisting, he was finally broken. "First of all, we are going to have a change of name for you. Wyatt is your mother's name, not mine, so from now on, you are David Ford." Dominic said. "I'm not a Ford." David finally spoke. "What did you say?""Stop trying to rebrand me. My name is