LYRON I entered with a mix of curiosity and caution. My mom was humming softly to herself, singing a tune I didnโt recognize, while she arranged the delicious treats on a plate. It looked like sheโd gone out of her way to make them specialโsomething I hadnโt seen her do in a while.When she noticed me, her face brightened up. โLyron! Youโre home!โ she said, her tone cheerful and warm. โI made cookies. Would you like one?โI blinked in surprise, watching as she held out a cookie. For a split second, I felt a flicker of joy surge through me. โUh, yeah!โ I replied, taking the cookie hesitantly. โThanks.โโYou know, I was thinking about how sweet my bossโs son is. He always seems to lighten the mood at work. He reminds me how important it is to make time for the little things,โ she said, her smile genuine but slightly wistful.My heart sank a little at that. โIs that right?โ I mumbled, taking a bite of the cookie while my mind wandered back to the earlier conversations about her boss. Wh
LYRONThe night was dark and quiet as I walked home from my last job, a little cafรฉ that stayed open late, leaving me to deal with the stillness and the chill of the evening air.My mind drifted as I walked, thinking about the bills stacking up and everything else that had been weighing on my shoulders lately. There was a part of me that just wanted to be a normal kid, but life rarely gave me the chance, and fear of other people always lingered. Mother had been busy with Lance and Leilani as usual so I was I, trying to get a few things so I wouldn't have to bother her.As I rounded the corner toward my street, I suddenly felt uneasy as a group of shadows emerged from a nearby alley. They stumbled out, clearly intoxicated and laughing too loudly. My stomach dropped when I realized they were eyeing me."Look at that pretty little omega," one of them slurred, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. They all swaggered toward me, and I knew I had to move fast, but my legs fel
DYLAN Lost in thought, I found myself drifting back to the carefree days of my early teens when I was just fourteen. I trudged through the front door, feeling exhausted from another day at middle school only to be greeted by a scene that left me bewildered and taken aback. Growing up, I had always known a life of luxury, in courtesy of my wealthy and influential parents. So, It was all the more shocking to find my father on his knees with his hands clasped together, begging my mother not to leave. My mom held her luggage in one hand, the other was placed on her hip staring down at my dad like the sight of him pleading with her wasn't a bother to her. โ Please, darling don't do this. Don't leave us,โ my Dad begged. My mom scoffed angrily, flicking her nose in anger at my dad's words. โ You do know why exactly I'm leaving. We're not working out,โ she exclaimed. What's she talking about? Having had enough, I decided to make myself known. I walked up to
DYLAN I was so eager to know about how i would meet up with Trisha right here in school today. My hands were beginning to feel sweaty as I clamped them together tightly and took in a deep breath clearly feeling nervous. I was currently with my friends. Eddie, Tony, Sam and Billy. I was still in my thoughts before Eddie came back from wherever it is he walked off earlier to. โ Dylan, there's veen a slight change of plans,โ he said while approaching us. Slight change of plans? โ What do you mean by that?โ I countered back. โ Well, just few hours before you got here, I heard from one of her friends that they would all be heading out to the amusement park tomorrow to hang out,โ he explained making my heart drop. โ And I think it would be the better time for you to meet up with her, that's if you're still interested,โ he finished saying. โ Of course I'm still interested in meeting up with her. What time would they arrive at the amusement park?โ I asked
DYLAN I was currently on my bed still reeling from everything that had happened yesterday. How could I have been to blind to all of Trisha's mean behaviour. She's always been the most popular girl in school and as such carried her self with pride, demeaning others with her looks and money. I didn't even understand why she hated me or turned me down like that. Judging from the way she turned me down yesterday, I don't think that was a preferential treatment though, I mean that's how she was to everyone. Trisha had always seen herself as all and mighty, and always looking down at others like they meant nothing, even though Beverly high school was for the rich and wealthy. I knew and saw all of this, still I assumed she was still my ideal type, it's like I was trying to look past all of her sassiness. I was snapped out of my train of thoughts when my iPad began buzzing repeatedly. Initially, I brushed it off, ignoring it cause I thought it was my usual notificatio
DYLAN Time flew by so fast, and I found myself in the final stretch of middle school. After the final altercation between Jade and I, they beat me up to a pulp, leaving me all bruised and battered to the extent that I was admitted into the hospital, with the help of my friends though after they found me laying unconscious. When my Dad got to know about it, he was so livid and ordered for Jade and his clique to be rusticated out of school. And when Trisha got to know that her boyfriend had been expelled, she lashed out at me, but couldn't do anything though. I was still healing though from the aftermath and all, still had bruises on my body but I was more better than before. Right now, I was preparing for my final exams. It's been one hell of a semester with lots of ups and downs. Something strange had been going on frequently though, whenever I got to school, I would find gifts and a love letter on my desk or locker. But, I have always brushed it off, wrapping
DYLAN I was done with middle school. Done with all the dramas and traumas that went alongside it. My Mom had been asking me to come over to Italy to live with her. I had bluntly refused her cause I had no plans of changing my environment, I was okay living with Dad. I was heading downstairs to make breakfast when I overheard my Dad talking with someone on the phone. Turned out It was my mom, I could hear her voice from the other end, trying to convince my Dad to let me come live with her in Italy. โ I promise to come back earlier than planned honey, if you agree to bring Dylan over to the airport,โ I heard her say from the other side of the phone. I cleared my throat making my Dad snap his head at me with the phone still on her ear. โ Good morning Dad,โ I mouthed over to him. โ Morning son,โ he mouthed back and went back to the call. I trudged further into the kitchen and began taking out what to eat for breakfast. โ He's here though,โ my dad said. I could
DYLAN It's been a week since I was literally forced to come spend the holidays with my mom. I got out of my room and slowly trudged down the stairs and walked into the dining room to come have breakfast with my mom. โ Good morning, Mom,โ I greeted her. As I walked into the dining room. I pulled out a chair and sat down while facing her. โ Good morning, son,โ she answered while scrolling through her phone. As soon as she clapped her hands, maids began to emerge with bowls of food in their hands. โ Slept well,โ she asked. โ Of course I did, mom,โ I began to eat after the maid served me. Some minutes passed before she continued talking again. โ So Dylan, have you thought of the highschool you'd like to attend?โ She asked me, which made me to stop eating. What does she mean by that? โ I don't get it, Mom. Beverly of course,โ I said while chuckling slightly and resumed eating. She chuckles softly. โ Silly boy,โ she muttered to herself and handed a l
DYLAN I began high school at one of the most prestigious schools in Italy. This time though, I was known to be from the famous Houghton family. So, I had lots of girls crushing on me when I introduced myself in front of the whole class. I sat down by the window side at the back, feeling everyone's eyes on me. Some of my class mates began approaching me after the first period. Not like I was interested in talking to them, but I didn't snub them either. I started to feel uncomfortable when they began circling me, I excused myself at some point because I was fed up with the unnecessary attention and questions. As I walked out of the class, a girl stood in my way, blocking my path from leaving the classroom. Everyone seemed to not like her for some reason, I snapped my head up at her after she broke the silence. โ Youโฆyou were the guy outside the convenience store, right?โ she asked, squinting her eyes closely at me. I was so surprised to find her here but also relieved to
DYLAN I was escorted out in two black cars to the arcade as that was where I told them I was heading to. All heads snapped towards his direction as soon as the car pulled into the driveway of the arcade, one of the reasons why he didn't want to be escorted, he would have been doing just fine all by himself. โ You all can wait here, no need to go with me inside, it would draw unnecessary attention and I wouldn't be comfortable with that,โ I said to my bodyguards. โ Sorry young master but it's your Mom's order that we follow you wherever it is you're heading to,โ one of them spoke up, fueling my anger and the turmoil brewing inside of me. I clenched and unclenched my fist in anger and began to cuss at my Mom. She sure knew that I would find a way to escape her and that was why she had bodyguards following me everywhere. How could he forget how smart and clever she was? After much wondering, I eventually caved in and pretended like I was okay With the idea of them following me
DYLAN It's been a week since I was literally forced to come spend the holidays with my mom. I got out of my room and slowly trudged down the stairs and walked into the dining room to come have breakfast with my mom. โ Good morning, Mom,โ I greeted her. As I walked into the dining room. I pulled out a chair and sat down while facing her. โ Good morning, son,โ she answered while scrolling through her phone. As soon as she clapped her hands, maids began to emerge with bowls of food in their hands. โ Slept well,โ she asked. โ Of course I did, mom,โ I began to eat after the maid served me. Some minutes passed before she continued talking again. โ So Dylan, have you thought of the highschool you'd like to attend?โ She asked me, which made me to stop eating. What does she mean by that? โ I don't get it, Mom. Beverly of course,โ I said while chuckling slightly and resumed eating. She chuckles softly. โ Silly boy,โ she muttered to herself and handed a l
DYLAN I was done with middle school. Done with all the dramas and traumas that went alongside it. My Mom had been asking me to come over to Italy to live with her. I had bluntly refused her cause I had no plans of changing my environment, I was okay living with Dad. I was heading downstairs to make breakfast when I overheard my Dad talking with someone on the phone. Turned out It was my mom, I could hear her voice from the other end, trying to convince my Dad to let me come live with her in Italy. โ I promise to come back earlier than planned honey, if you agree to bring Dylan over to the airport,โ I heard her say from the other side of the phone. I cleared my throat making my Dad snap his head at me with the phone still on her ear. โ Good morning Dad,โ I mouthed over to him. โ Morning son,โ he mouthed back and went back to the call. I trudged further into the kitchen and began taking out what to eat for breakfast. โ He's here though,โ my dad said. I could
DYLAN Time flew by so fast, and I found myself in the final stretch of middle school. After the final altercation between Jade and I, they beat me up to a pulp, leaving me all bruised and battered to the extent that I was admitted into the hospital, with the help of my friends though after they found me laying unconscious. When my Dad got to know about it, he was so livid and ordered for Jade and his clique to be rusticated out of school. And when Trisha got to know that her boyfriend had been expelled, she lashed out at me, but couldn't do anything though. I was still healing though from the aftermath and all, still had bruises on my body but I was more better than before. Right now, I was preparing for my final exams. It's been one hell of a semester with lots of ups and downs. Something strange had been going on frequently though, whenever I got to school, I would find gifts and a love letter on my desk or locker. But, I have always brushed it off, wrapping
DYLAN I was currently on my bed still reeling from everything that had happened yesterday. How could I have been to blind to all of Trisha's mean behaviour. She's always been the most popular girl in school and as such carried her self with pride, demeaning others with her looks and money. I didn't even understand why she hated me or turned me down like that. Judging from the way she turned me down yesterday, I don't think that was a preferential treatment though, I mean that's how she was to everyone. Trisha had always seen herself as all and mighty, and always looking down at others like they meant nothing, even though Beverly high school was for the rich and wealthy. I knew and saw all of this, still I assumed she was still my ideal type, it's like I was trying to look past all of her sassiness. I was snapped out of my train of thoughts when my iPad began buzzing repeatedly. Initially, I brushed it off, ignoring it cause I thought it was my usual notificatio
DYLAN I was so eager to know about how i would meet up with Trisha right here in school today. My hands were beginning to feel sweaty as I clamped them together tightly and took in a deep breath clearly feeling nervous. I was currently with my friends. Eddie, Tony, Sam and Billy. I was still in my thoughts before Eddie came back from wherever it is he walked off earlier to. โ Dylan, there's veen a slight change of plans,โ he said while approaching us. Slight change of plans? โ What do you mean by that?โ I countered back. โ Well, just few hours before you got here, I heard from one of her friends that they would all be heading out to the amusement park tomorrow to hang out,โ he explained making my heart drop. โ And I think it would be the better time for you to meet up with her, that's if you're still interested,โ he finished saying. โ Of course I'm still interested in meeting up with her. What time would they arrive at the amusement park?โ I asked
DYLAN Lost in thought, I found myself drifting back to the carefree days of my early teens when I was just fourteen. I trudged through the front door, feeling exhausted from another day at middle school only to be greeted by a scene that left me bewildered and taken aback. Growing up, I had always known a life of luxury, in courtesy of my wealthy and influential parents. So, It was all the more shocking to find my father on his knees with his hands clasped together, begging my mother not to leave. My mom held her luggage in one hand, the other was placed on her hip staring down at my dad like the sight of him pleading with her wasn't a bother to her. โ Please, darling don't do this. Don't leave us,โ my Dad begged. My mom scoffed angrily, flicking her nose in anger at my dad's words. โ You do know why exactly I'm leaving. We're not working out,โ she exclaimed. What's she talking about? Having had enough, I decided to make myself known. I walked up to
LYRONThe night was dark and quiet as I walked home from my last job, a little cafรฉ that stayed open late, leaving me to deal with the stillness and the chill of the evening air.My mind drifted as I walked, thinking about the bills stacking up and everything else that had been weighing on my shoulders lately. There was a part of me that just wanted to be a normal kid, but life rarely gave me the chance, and fear of other people always lingered. Mother had been busy with Lance and Leilani as usual so I was I, trying to get a few things so I wouldn't have to bother her.As I rounded the corner toward my street, I suddenly felt uneasy as a group of shadows emerged from a nearby alley. They stumbled out, clearly intoxicated and laughing too loudly. My stomach dropped when I realized they were eyeing me."Look at that pretty little omega," one of them slurred, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. They all swaggered toward me, and I knew I had to move fast, but my legs fel