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. “ Please, darling don't do this. Don't leave us,” my Dad begged. My mom scoffed angrily, flicking her nose in anger at my dad's words. “ You do know why exactly I'm leaving. We're not working out,” 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. “ Dylan, there's veen a slight change of plans,” he said while approaching us. Slight change of plans? “ What do you mean by that?” I countered back. “ 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,” he explained making my heart drop. “ And I think it would be the better time for you to meet up with her, that's if you're still interested,” he finished saying. “ Of course I'm still interested in meeting up with her. What time would they arrive at the amusement park?” 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. “ I promise to come back earlier than planned honey, if you agree to bring Dylan over to the airport,” 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. “ Good morning Dad,” I mouthed over to him. “ Morning son,” he mouthed back and went back to the call. I trudged further into the kitchen and began taking out what to eat for breakfast. “ He's here though,” 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. “ Good morning, Mom,” I greeted her. As I walked into the dining room. I pulled out a chair and sat down while facing her. “ Good morning, son,” 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. “ Slept well,” she asked. “ Of course I did, mom,” I began to eat after the maid served me. Some minutes passed before she continued talking again. “ So Dylan, have you thought of the highschool you'd like to attend?” She asked me, which made me to stop eating. What does she mean by that? “ I don't get it, Mom. Beverly of course,” I said while chuckling slightly and resumed eating. She chuckles softly. “ Silly boy,” she muttered to herself and handed a l
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. “ 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,” I said to my bodyguards. “ Sorry young master but it's your Mom's order that we follow you wherever it is you're heading to,” 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 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. “ You…you were the guy outside the convenience store, right?” she asked, squinting her eyes closely at me. I was so surprised to find her here but also relieved to
LYRON Mom stared at me with a blank and dumbfounded expression as we made our way into the hall. She regained her composure as we walked down the aisle. Our silence was comfortable, one that I didn't think I'd share with her. As we approached where Amil stood, I could tell how nervous my mom was. “ You know, you can say what's on your mind,” I said while maintaining the same expression. “ It's just that… seeing you all grown up and even getting married feels like a dream,” she said, her voice shaky. “ I know you wouldn't want to have anything to do with me but I'm happy that you still gave me the chance to walk you down the aisle. This is a moment I won't ever forget,” she smiled at me with tears in her eyes. As much as I've been in denial about how I truly felt about Abigail, one thing was certain, I didn't hate her. Actually, I wished for this moment as a child to have her walk me down the aisle and maybe… just maybe all I've ever wanted was to
LYRONFebruary of the new year I sat down in front of a mirror as the make-up artists touched down on my makeup. “ Isn't this a bit too much?” I would prefer to go out this door without any makeup. “ Yeah, I wish you had said that about the wedding,” Zara pulled on her hair. “ Babe, please don't ruin your hair,” Jason pleaded with her. “ Are you still mad about the wedding date?” She sure could hold a grudge. “ Who wouldn't? Why did your wedding have to happen so quickly? Do you know how important today is supposed to be?” She paced back and forth. She was more nervous than I. “ I don't there's a problem with the wedding date. Besides, it's actually romantic that they fixed the date on Valentine's Day,” Jason shrugged. “ And what would you know about romance?” Zara folded her arms. “ Sometimes, I wonder what you want. Do you prefer me romantic or not? You really have to pick one,” Jason wa
LYRON My eyes widened in surprise. What did he mean by that? His sisters and parents looked just as surprised. “ What do you think you're doing, Amil?” His mother looked at him terrified. “ So now you decide to talk,” he scoffed. “ If you had stood against grandad back then, our family would have been perfect but you couldn't care less what could have happened to me as long as you were secured!” “ A-Amil…” his mom's eyes were teary. “ Just forget about it. I didn't come here to talk about our messed up family,” Amil tried to regain his cool. “ If you won't accept how I feel about Lyron, then it would be in your best interest to find another heir because the moment I'm walking out this door, I'm not longer a Romanov,” Amil wasn't making empty threats. “ Amil,” I whispered. “ Lyron, let's go,” he got to his feet and grabbed me by the hand.“ Amelia, please tell your PA to bring Eleo because we're leaving,” he was really an
LYRON The blonde lady turned out to be Lyron's oldest sister. She finally let go of him and Lyron's other sister came over to meet him. She was the calm one, who seemed to have her feelings put together. “ It's good that you're here. Though, I would have prepared an actual brunch than a judgment table,” she heaved after hugging Amil briefly. “ Amelia, ” their mom called out her name in a reprimanding tone.“ You're going to scare Lyron,” she added. “ But I'm not lying,” she shrugged as she walked back to her seat, followed by Alisa. I, Amil, Eleo and Jason took our seat. “ I did not expect to see the son of McClain family here. What a surprise,” Mr. Charles expressed his surprise. How did he know Jason? “ I'm surprised you know me, sir,” Jason maintained a professional tone. “ Wouldn't it be more surprising if I didn't know members of your family? I've been in this industry for years now, it's only right that I know
LYRON We pulled into one of the largest private estates I've seen… and I've only seen two. I was well aware that Amil came from the wealthiest and most influential family but seeing this display was a reminder of his status. I often forget since he's in the entertainment industry rather than being the pampered heir of the Romanov estate. “ Are you nervous?” Amil asked as he squeezed my hand. “ I wish I could tell you I wasn't,” I kept my eyes on my feet. It wasn't exactly that I lacked self-esteem but that I was becoming awfully aware that I wasn't in Amil's league. “ It's going to be fine so don't worry about how the meet up is going to go. After all, the result would be the same,” he smiled at me. “ I'll try not to think about it too much,” I really needed his reassuring smile. The driver got our door for us and we got down from the car. Eleo who rode in the same car as Jason ran to us. My eyes fell on a stern, middle-aged man who d
LYRON Christmas was soon approaching and as much as I anticipated spending Christmas for the first time with Amil as his partner, I was nervous since we were going to meet his family on Christmas Eve.I forgot to mention that it was Christmas Eve so my nervousness was more than justified. “ You look like you could die at any moment,” Zara sighed as she sat on the bed, watching the maids help me with my outfit for the day. “ You shouldn't be saying such scary things to someone who's already anxious,” I wished she'd stop teasing me. “ That's all the more reason I should tell you how you look because you're too stiff. How are you going to be when you get to his home if you're already this tense?” She got to her feet and walked towards me. She adjusted my tie. “ I knew I should have insisted more or better still forced myself against your will to accompany you both,” she frowned, worried about me. “ I just wanted I and Amil to handle things by o
LYRON “ The question is actually what am I not doing here?” She snapped her fingers confidently. “ I don't think it's weird for me to be in my boyfriend's home,” she beamed. I just knew how much she has been dying to use that. “ That's not even what I meant,” I sighed. I just didn't think he'd come with her or maybe it was more that I had wished he hadn't since I wanted to discuss with him privately. “ Anyway, why are you here late? Did something happen?” She was always so quick to know when something was wrong with me.“ Don't tell me….gasps… did Amil do something?” She hastily assumed. “ I can't believe that's where your mind went first,” I heaved.“ You know he's not like that anymore.” “ Better safe than sorry, you know. You can never be too sure,” she averted her eyes as she said the last part. I knew she meant no harm because it was typical of her to tease and make fun of others but I wasn't exactly in the mood tonight. “ Zar
LYRON “ Are you guys really going to do that? Not to be presumptuous but aren't you worried that his family won't accept you?” Ryan got comfortable in his seat as he sipped from his cup. “ To be honest, I know they won't accept me,” I rested my chin on my hand. “ Are you being for real right now?” Ryan looked more speechless than bothered now. “ It's not like I can lie to myself. Most wealthy families prefer inter-dorminant marriage or whatnot,” I shrugged. “ So what are you going to do if they don't want you with their son? Amil is the heir to the family's wealth so I'm nearly a hundred percent sure that his marriage partner is of relevance to them,” Ryan said. “ If I can't change their mind that I'm the one for their son, then we could just marry anyway without their blessings. Does that count as eloping?” I took my eyes off my drink to ask. “ I don't know how you can be chill about this, not to mention that it's unlike
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. “ You…you were the guy outside the convenience store, right?” she asked, squinting her eyes closely at me. I was so surprised to find her here but also relieved to