Chris wiped his face, tiredly. He had cleaned through the large expanse of a basketball court. However, he heard voices and the door was yanked open. He looked in the direction the voices came from and he frowned. “Excuse me, you can't come in here.” Chris walked toward the owner of the two voices. He recognized them immediately, Ren and Reid, they were the most notorious group in college, alongside their lackey who was standing behind them, Jose. Ren and Reid halted at first, and then Ren spoke up, “Did you hear someone talking? Asking us not to come in?” “Of course, I didn't.” Reid joked. “A poor cleaner like him wouldn't dare say that.” He pointed at Chris, bursting into a peal of mocking laughter. Ren and Reid managed to calm their laughter and they went about the court, ignoring Chris. Their shoes were wet and muddy, leaving dirty footprints.Chris was already having a headache seeing that. He rushed toward them, blocking their path. “I’m sorry, you would have to leave. The
“Are you out of your mind?” Mike yelled, pulling Melissa to himself while he glared at Chris.“I said, get away from her!” Chris rushed forward, wanting to tear them apart again. However, Jose stepped forward and held Chris. Pak! A heavyweight slap landed on Chris’s face, his face swung sideways as his lips tore apart. Chris’s eyes were red from anger and pain, his face was swollen but then he struggled against Jose, while he glared at Melissa and Mike. On the other hand, everyone there was watching the commotion while Reid and Ren were annoyed that Chris had spoiled the whole thing for them. “Bring him to me,” Reid commanded. Immediately, Chris was pushed before Reid. His forehead slammed on the ground as he lay flat on the floor. Reid bent to Chris’s level, raising him up by the shoulder. “I already told you…” He slapped Chris lightly on the face, continuously, and then continued, “You shouldn't ruin this confession. I told you to get lost and now you are here, ruining it.”H
“You fucker!” Mike pointed at Chris angrily. He held his nose, screaming in pain. “Kill that bastard!” He ordered Reid and Ren.Immediately, they all rushed forward tackling him to the ground. Chris’s body was used to clean the muddy floor of the court while they dealt him blows upon blows. “Let me go! You bastards!” Chris didn’t relent as he struggled against them. He wanted to go free but they overpowered him. “I will kill you!” Mike threw a punch straight at Chris’s neck and immediately he felt his body convulse. Blood spurted out of Chris’s mouth as he began to shake uncontrollably. “Is he dying?” Reid asked, seeing how he was shaking. “Right! Let’s end him!” They continued the beatings.At the same time, the sounds of police sirens resounded outside the court. “Someone called the police!” One of the onlookers notified them. Reid, Ren, and Mike were quick to get their hands off Chris standing aside as three police officers rushed into the court. “What is going on here?” Th
All through the bail process and up until the point where Chris walked out of the police station, he was in shock. A while ago, he didn’t even have the hope of paying a huge sum of $5000 for his bail. But then a savior swooped in and paid.It was unbelievable!Fortunately for him, he had to believe because he had his freedom now. And now, he wanted to get back to his job as quickly as possible and not let his family know that he had been at the police station. He had already lost his girlfriend, he didn’t want to go through the heartache of losing his job and having his father disappointed in him.A few steps forward, he saw an elderly man standing beside a black car. However, the man was all too familiar to him, “Uncle Steve?”“Is that you?” He rushed toward the old man quickly. Steven Jackson was his neighbor, an old man who had always helped him and his family in every little way. Seeing him there, Chris thought that the old man had helped him once again.He held the old man’s hand
“What do you think?” Chris’s dad, Jones Westminster smirked, spreading his arms like a king sitting on his throne.Chris had to rub his eyes repeatedly to confirm if he was seeing things or not. His dad was suddenly looking so regal and refined, unlike the poor man who struggled all his life.“Come here, son,” Jones called out to his son, standing up from the chair. Chris could only move slowly, his body stiff from the thoughts in his head. “Why are you here, Dad? Are you playing pretend in someone else’s house?” Chris asked with a displeased tone. He would be mad if his dad was doing this because he wanted a feel of luxury. “You and Uncle Steve are in on this, right?”“Of course not.” Jones chuckled, alongside Steve. They laughed heartily throwing him into a confused fit. He could only wait for them to come clean to him.“You see, Chris.” Jones started to lead his son toward the same chair he stood up from. He made Chris sit on the chair. However, he looked so small compared to the
“This way…” Steve quickly led Chris out and toward a large open garage. The lights in the garage shined brightly and coupled with the flashy colors of the cars in there, he almost got blind.“Woahh…” Chris stood at the entrance, admiring the rows and rows of cars. “Just how much are these?” The car he rode in with Steve was small, compared to what he was seeing now.“Maybe a few dollars.” Steve shrugged like the cost of the cars was nothing. “We have a Porsche collection, Ferrari, BMW, Maybach, Rolls Royce, and a few others you can think of.”Steve was beaming with pride but on the other hand, Chris was in shock. All this was too surreal for him.“And all those belong to me?”“Yes. What car do you want? You can choose any.” Steve stretched his hand forward and Chris stepped forward, touching the cars with a hint of curiosity. However, growing up in a humble background made him think those cars were too flashy and he might damage them unexpectedly. He was bound to attract attention if
“What the fuck are you doing?” Chris glared at the tackily dressed man and swiftly, he took the man’s hand off him, throwing him off to another side. It was so easy for Chris to throw him off like he weighed nothing.“How dare you touch me!” The man was annoyed that he was easily tackled and he went for Chris again, aiming to throw a punch. However, Chris was quick to dodge making the crazy man punch the air.“You are testing my patience.” Chris was growing furious. He was still trying to be civil because he had somewhere to go and he didn’t want to embarrass himself in a public space but this crazy man wasn’t about to let him go.“And what the fuck are you going to do? Huh? Do you know who I am?” The man pointed a finger at Chris with a condescending gaze, “I am Bastien, haven’t you heard of that name around here before?”Chris’s patience was wearing thin, he was past the time when he would let people bully him and now that he had his father’s backing, he was fearless. In the next se
Bastien swallowed a big lump in his throat seeing the menacing look in Chris’s eyes. He took several steps back, and said shakily, “Don’t scare me, little boy.”However, his back hit one of the men in black and he staggered to the side. “Hey! Apologize!” He snarled but then the man didn't even spare him a glance as he walked up to meet Chris. He seemed to be the boss and he bowed before Chris, “Hello, Young Master Chris. I hope we didn't delay for too long.”“Nahh… it’s alright.” Chris waved his hand in dismissal. “What’s your name?”“Mason, young master.” Mason straightened up and then his eyes zeroed in on Bastien who had his mouth gaped in shock. “How do you want us to punish the man who offended the heir of the Westminster family, young master?” “What?” Bastien let out in shock and not only was he shocked, but the car insurance expert was also shocked. “Little kid! Don't tell me you are the heir of the Westminster family. The owner of the biggest consortium in the country?” Th
Ria’s words served as warning bells to Chris’ head and he felt like his world was crumbling. If Reid had gone to testify and Jose was dead, Chris knew he would definitely be implicated. His eyes dimmed, as he wondered if he was the one who had pushed Jose off the building. But then he was quite sure that he didn't push Jose that hard. However, the thought of him being responsible for Jose’s death couldn't stop ringing in his mind. What if Reid had gone to the police to implicate him? Chris sat on the bed, his hands holding onto his head as he buried them in between his legs. On the other hand, Ria stood up and started to approach the door. “Where are you going?” Chris asked with a frown. “Your father is here. My brother informed him of what was going on…” Ria’s words were like another blow to Chris. He recalled how the butler had asked him not to cause any trouble or scandal. His father was on a trip and it seemed it was crucial to the Westminster family. And so, he watched Ria
Ten hours later…Chris opened his eyes, slowly at first but then what came into his view was a white ceiling, and then a wide unfamiliar bedroom. Beneath was a soft wide bed but then he was sure he wasn't in the Westminster mansion. As he turned his head to look all around, he couldn't place where he was and the memories from the school’s rooftop started to resurface in his mind. The last thing he remembered was pushing Jose off Mia and then he was hit in the head. As soon as he recalled all that, his heartbeat spiked up and he jolted up from the bed. “Mia…” He called out, breathing heavily as his eyes started to dim again due to the force he used in getting up. He felt his head to see there were bandages around his head and a searing pain shot from the back of his head. At the same time, the door was pushed open with so much force and Ria came rushing in, with a frightened look on her face. “You are awake. Are you okay?” Ria asked, rushing to his bedside. Chris was very confused
Chris took a deep breath, he looked all around his bedroom, knowing it was late at night and butler Steve would not be in support of him stepping out. However, Mia was in danger and he couldn't let it be. “Are you still there?” Reid’s voice rang out again. “Or are you scared?” He chuckled. “Do you want to see your dear friend?…do you want to see her beautiful battered face?” This time, it was Ren talking, his mocking voice sounded like stale music to Chris’ ears. At the same time, his phone rang and he saw that he received a message from Reid. It was a picture of Mia lying almost naked on the rooftop, with her face bloodied. Her eyes looked into the camera, pleading. Chris held onto his phone, almost crushing it with his grip, and with his eyes red, he looked like he was going crazy. And yes, he was. He was hurt for his friend.“Where the fuck are you guys?” Chris spat into his phone, his body churning with energy and all he wanted to do was beat up those boys. “Come to the schoo
Chris went quiet seeing the butler’s resolution, and he was made to step aside as the butler turned to the cops to settle the matter. Soon, they got back into the car and Chris was a little bit angry. “Why are you trying to stop me from helping?” Chris stared at Steve, with a very serious expression. On the other hand, Steve who was behind the steering wheel, ready to start the car let out a tired sigh and then he began, “I have a duty to protect you, especially now that the master has gone on a trip. The police asked you to sign some documents and yet, you didn't stop to think what kind of documents they were.” Chris went silent upon hearing that, there was no defensive mechanism he could come up with at that time. He was indeed wrong. “The Westminster family cannot be involved in any form of scandal especially not with such a bloody case and girl. She is your ex-girlfriend, is she not?” Steve sneered, looking out of the window to the police officers who were still scrambling aro
Chris and the butler silently looked at each other, with Chris staring at Steve with daggers in his eyes. “What do you mean my dad left for a trip and I have to wait until he gets back?” “I mean what it means literally.” Steve shrugged, acting nonchalant. “What about our promise? You and Father promised to tell me what’s up with Mia and now he has absconded. What sick joke is this?” He thundered. At the same time, a few servants had come out to witness the altercation and Steve quickly told Chris to get into the mansion. At first, Chris didn't want to follow his lead but then he wasn't naive to how servants can be so interested in their boss’ business.He followed Steve back into the mansion and they approached Jones’ study. Seeing this, Chris went calm thinking the butler had been playing pranks on him. His father was home after all. A few seconds later, they got into the study but instead of seeing his father behind the large desk, he saw only his father’s suit jacket. “What’
“Why?” Chris asked, frowning. “I have a guest.” He pointed back at his bedroom. If his father wanted to speak to him about something serious, then it had to wait until Mia was gone. “I'm afraid, this is very important and it is about your guest.” The butler replied, putting his hand behind him to show how serious he was. “About Mia?” Chris asked just to be sure and seeing how serious the whole situation was, he followed butler Steve into his father’s study room. A few minutes later, Chris stood before the desk, keeping eye contact with his father who was abnormally quiet. “You sent for me, Dad. Why aren't you speaking?” Chris frowned. “Why do you want to talk about Mia?” “Hmmm…” Jones let out a groan at first, he then closed his eyes and massaged his temples. He looked so stressed and in his mind, he knew he had made a fatal mistake. “Take Mia out of this place.” He instructed. Chris froze for a moment, not knowing what to think. That instruction came out of nowhere with no bas
Mia’s voice was shaky and her chest rose and fell so fast, that she couldn't breathe. “What are you saying, Mia? What shady deal?” Chris questioned with a frown. He didn't like how she was so fearful. He was there to tell her everything and yet, she suddenly started to accuse him. “Tell me what is going on right this instant! Who owns this mansion? What are we here for?” She bombarded him with questions, while she held her chest, trying to breathe. “The mansion belongs to my family,” Chris replied. “Oh, really?” Mia sneered, not believing him in the slightest. “You know what?! I think I am going to call...” She frantically reached for her phone. On the other hand, Chris could already guess who she wanted to call. It could either be her parents or the cops. “Mia, you need to calm down…” He tried to reach out to her but she started to punch her fingers on her phone. In the next second, he took the phone, throwing it into the back seat. “What the fuck did you just do? Are you tryi
Chris and Mia had walked far away and they didn't even go back to class, because the day had practically been ruined for them. As they walked, a lot of students pointed at him and some even came to him to apologize about bashing him on the school forum. By the time they both reached Chris’ car, they were exhausted. “Get in.” He opened his car door and Mia sent a questionable look at him before she got in. He got in the driver’s seat as well. However, he didn't drive away, he had to take a few moments to breathe. “You have a really nice car.” Mia looked all around with a smile. She didn't have a good car like his and even though she was a rich heir, her family had been going through some internal crisis. “Thanks…” He nodded at her and the car turned awkwardly silent while she suddenly looked down at her hands, with an itchy feeling to bombard him with questions. On the other hand, Chris had observed her nervous reaction and he knew she really wanted to say something. “You can say
Mike and Melissa stood back, while she watched Chris leave, Mike watched her. His face was brimming with anger and even long after Chris had left, she still couldn't bring herself to look at Mike. The secluded area became eerily silent as Melissa could neither speak nor move."Aren't you going to break up with me?" Mike finally broke the silence. He was surprisingly calm, even with how he was angry and this made Melissa courageous enough to look at him."What do you think, Mike?" She asked back, finally looking at him. "You heard everything. I don't think you should be in denial.""Are you admitting that you indeed were Chris' girlfriend? Back at the court, where I proposed to you, you denied him." He chuckled, mockingly and then continued. "Now, you are denying me? Before that thing?""I thought Chris was coveting what was mine, but then, it's just that you were something he used to have. You are like his leftover and I took you in...""Don't fucking call me that!" Melissa yelled, he