Before I got to the door, I heard voices, I wasn’t sure about it but when I entered the room I found Joshua in on his mom’s bed chatting with each other, I entered a wonder on my face “Josh? Where have you been?”
He didn’t answer me, but his mom did “Hey! Look, Mr. creepy is here…”
“When you found him?” I asked.
“Just after you went out, he came to me.”
“Are you serious…? We were out searching all that time on your son, and he was here…!” In anger accent I said.
“Shill out…!” she said coldly.
I interrupted her “No! Don’t tell me to shill! You don’t know anything; you caused a lot of damage, you destroyed me bitch, you gave me the worst 45 minutes in my life… I mean, just look at my shirt... this was a bad joke…”
“First of all, don’t say bad words in front of the kid, secondly, don’t get so emotional, it’s wasn’t a joke, I didn't tell you that I found him because I don’t have your phone number, how I’m supposed to tell you?” she explained.
I felt stupid, “Oh…! I’m sorry, I… Mhmm…It was misunderstood, I’m glad that you found him though.”
“Thank you…” I descended my head and felt weird because I wasn’t in need to say all that, she called again “…Hey, is what you said was true...?”
I gazed into her green eyes for a little time and nodded with my head affirmatively.
“Oh! Sweetie,” she tried to stand up, and when I saw her I was about to stop her, but she insisted to stand and leaned on the crutches.
She told me to go close; as I did, she strongly hugged me, “thank you for your worry.”
Jake entered all of sudden and found us hugging each other, Sara said “Hey big guy!”
I turned to Jake and shook his hand, “so, did you find him?”
“No, he found us…” I answered him.
“What do you mean by that?” he wondered.
“Don’t look at me, ask her.”
With a wide smile on her face, she began narrating, “He heard your conversation with Jake about me, so he followed you and all the time we were talking with each other, he was hiding because he doesn’t like strangers, so, when you exited the room he came in.”
We all got surprised, “Dude! How old is he?” Jake asked.
“He is six…” I said.
I remarked that he was holding a different snack from what I bought it to him, “Hey Josh, what is this in your hand?”
His mom said, “It's a snack, didn’t you buy it for him?”
“Yeah I did, but with a different flavor... from where did he bring that?” I was sure that something was wrong, maybe someone bought it for him, plus of that, the plastic cover I found before outside made things look suspicious.
“Sweetheart, where did you get this from?”
Josh began whispering in his mom’s ear for two minutes as we waiting to know the story.
-Josh was a shy person especially in front of strangers.-
After he finished whispering he gave his mom a wallet and a picture of her.
The picture was ok because I gave it to him before, however, the wallet was my wallet, “When did he take it, I’m sure it was in my pocket.”
“That’s my…” I got confused.
The mom began to look embarrassed before she began narrating another story of her child; the child who suffered from poor focus, “Yeah, before you left him in the garden he took your wallet; because he wasn’t sure about your identity, in case if you was a kidnapper or something he would be aware of who you are…”
“That’s six years old! You are kidding, right ?” Jake and I couldn’t hide the amazement on our faces.
“What about the snack?” I asked.
“Yeah, the snack…he… took some of your money and went to buy another one…he didn’t like the flavor you bought it to him.”
“Liar…! If he went to buy a snack, then how he returned and knew your room,” I screamed.
Finally, he spoke in a very low voice, “block *C*, room number 102… and don’t scream at my mother.”
“Hahaha…! Man! He gotch you…!” Jake didn’t control himself.
“Is this kid suffering from poor focus? Really…?” I asked.
“Actually, no… I told you that, just to do your best…” she smiled after she admitted.
“What…?”
She continued, “It did work though.”
“So, he is not sick?” I asked.
“No, actually, he is too smart of his age; the doctors said that he had a bigger brain than normal, so he is like… a phenomenal kid or … super smart kid…” in a proud accent.
-What a crazy family? I mean, WOW!-
I began laughing, “What can I say? Like mother, like son… Now, I am sure that this boy is definitely your son…”
“Anyway, Get well soon…! Goodbye Joshua…!” I thought that my work has done.
“Where are you going?” she asked me.
I smiled, “I’m going home.”
“What about my treatment’s cost…? Are you trying to evasion?”
“Me! No, no… I’m going to pay it, don’t worry,” calmly I said.
"I don’t know if you will pay, maybe you don't have the money,"
“Lady! I hit you with a Rolls-Royce.”
She made that stubborn face, and gathered her arms “I can’t remember, and I’m not going to take risks, I have a child to feed.”
“Ma’am, you don’t know what are you talking about?” Jake involved.
“It’s ok Jake, I got that,” I walked to her, and began removing the mask I was wearing, the costume, and showed her my real me; Joan Birmingham, *The Handsome Prince*.
She was surprised; her mouth opened wide when she saw me, saw how Jake gave me the suit and saw how handsome I was, with all of her voice she yelled, “Man! Who the heck are you?”
-Are you serious? How on earth she didn't recognize *The Handsome Prince*-
“You don’t know him?” Jake asked Sara.“No, who is he?”“Ok, ask Wikipedia, they have the answer…Hahaha!” Jake laughed.I pointed with my finger to him, “that’s why I love you, bro.”She did take her phone to search; I interrupted her “Type Joan…”“Joan Fitzgerald, I know; I saw it on your card…”“No, it is Joan Birmingham” I answered with a smile on my face and full of pride.“Joan Birmingham…” she talked to herself.“Don't you want to ask why or how my real name wasn’t written on the identity card?”“No, it’s obvious that you don’t want people to…”Her son completed her speech, “to know you…”“Jake this family is going to make me crazy…” they really began annoying me with their intellig
“So…What should I do?” “See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled. She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…” “And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive. “Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…” “What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!” She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father. I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms. I had a terrible headache, a pa
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
-I knew it.-I put on my seatbelt and said, “I think you have chosen the right dream.”“Thank you… Joan.”“Okay, let’s go home.”“Um… I… My shift is done an hour ago.”“Oh, why you didn’t tell me?” he surprised me“You needed me, so…”He made me feel terrible; he was taking the humiliation in non-working hours; I didn’t think that an apology would solve the problem.“Where do you wanna go?”“I gotta and buy some stuff for my family.”“What stuff…? I’m sorry for sticking my nose, you don’t need to answer.”“No, don’t worry about it, but I dunno actually, maybe some vegetables and fruits.”“I can take you,” I said in confidence.“No, no, you don’t have to.”“Nope, w
I went to the car while trying my best to hide the jubilant features on my face, but what can I say; I am not that guy. I kept my eyes down and got in the car. The moment I lift my head, Brandon was smiling and looking weirdly. “What?” I asked because he confused me. He passed his hands and tried to tickle me. “Mission passed… Mr. Romeo.” “Man, I’m still your boss.” It was an embarrassing situation. The words I said made Brandon transformed into seriousness mode. He started the engine, put his hands on the wheel, and prepared. -It gave me a feeling like he was forced to work as a bodyguard because his personality belong to a pizza delivery man or a sales agent.- “Can I ask you a question?” “Yes sir,” He answered. While trying to dry my jacket, I asked, “Do you have a family?” “Yes sir.” “I told you before, don't to call me sir! Okay.” “Okay… ” He looked sad. “It’s all right, and w
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
“So…What should I do?” “See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled. She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…” “And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive. “Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…” “What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!” She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father. I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms. I had a terrible headache, a pa