Fourteen.

Attitude.

Chapter fourteen.

VINCENT.

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Philip Smiths. Son of a big business man. The smith family, they're known for their good reputation and perfect lives. Never doing anything wrong, known for their power and wealth.

Known for their kindness.

Their life is nothing but lies and I pity anyone who is involved with them.

I stare up at the ceiling, the house is quiet, only me and Zander in this ridiculously large, beautiful house.

I sit up and grab my phone off the side. It's late, 1am. I haven't called dad at all, if I'm being honest. I know I should, I need to try do something to get him to stop his alcohol addiction.

I sigh and turn on my lamp that's beside my bed.

I step out of the warm duvet's and sneak downstairs, I go into the back garden and lean against the wall.

I light a cigarette and begin to smoke it. Staring up at the midnight sky, the moon looking down on us all, the stars making the sky look more beautiful than it already is.

I puff out some smoke and intoxicate my lungs more. "Fuck me." I breathe out shakily, I feel the tears threatening me but I refuse to let myself cry. I shake my head and chuckle.

I'm about to take more of the cigarette in when it gets snatched from my two fingers, "What the fuck?" I frown and follow the large, veiny hand that drops it on the ground.

That same hand finds itself a place on my chin, forcing me to meet eyes with the familiar pair of green eyes.

Zander.

"1. Watch your language. 2. Why are you still up? And 3. Smoking is bad for you, it's an unhealthy habit." He nags, "I know, I haven't done it as much since I've came here and I can't sleep." I say and he smiles softly.

"Is there a reason why you can't sleep?"

I shrug and he kisses my forehead. "Would it be easier if you slept with me?" He asks sweetly.

My cheeks heat up and I shrug again. Would it? I could try.

"Only if I can take Marley and my Winnie the Pooh blanket."

"Of course, Vincent."

I nod and we both go back inside, I grab Marley and my blankie. Zander makes me brush my teeth before we go to sleep, even though I have already done it. I'm assuming it's because I was smoking.

Zander helps me into his bed and turns off the lights, he wraps his arms around me and I immediately sink into his warm touch. He rests his head on my hair and I smile softly.

I keep Marley, my blankie and Zander close, eventually I fall into a deep sleep.

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"Don't hurt her!" I cry as master grabs my mum by her hair, his eyes snap to me, glaring at me.

"P-Please." I whimper and he scoffs, turns around and drags my mum out the room. Leaving me alone in this filthy basement.

I scurry to the door and bang on it with my fists, anger and panic mixes together inside of me and I'm soon shouting. Swearing at the powerful man.

The door swings open making me fall forward. My mother gives me a weak smile, tears falling from her eyes, her hair all over the place. Blood seeping out of a wound in her cheek, her eye is swollen and she has cuts all over her body.

"What did you do to her!" I yell and meet eyes with the cruel man. He's furious, and I can tell.

"Trust me, boy. You're going to get it much worse." He growls and my mum tries to get up, only to fall back down.

He grabs my wrist, digging his nails into the skin. I wince and let out a shaky breath. My mum reaches a hand out but sir presses his foot onto her already scabbed hand, then forces her back into the basement.

I can hear a small bang come from the door and then a thump, and it goes quiet. All the anger from before turns into panic.

Before I can say anything, sir pulls me towards an unfamiliar room. It's bright and empty, but it's also clean.

I look around and my eyes stop on a table full of sharp objects.

"S-Sir? I-I'm sorry!" I panic and he gives me an evil smile. "Oh, my dear boy. It's too late for that."

I stumble backwards and the tears begin to fall, only encouraging the man further.

I sit up fast, hands shaking. I look around and notice the sun is out, and the curtains are open.

I get out of the bed and look around cautiously, "What the fuck." I mumble, I run a hand through my hair and take a deep breath.

I see a bathroom and go to it. I turn on the tap and splash cold water in my face and look up into my reflection.

Blue eyes stare back into mine. I clench my fists and watch as my chest rises and falls fast. The anger rises in me as I examine myself.

I'm disgusting. I'm pathetic and weak, I couldn't save my mum. I couldn't even save myself. I feel my chest tighten but I turn around and stop myself from doing anything I know I'll regret later.

I walk away and run a hand through my hair again. I go downstairs and take a deep breath before walking in.

I meet eyes with Sebastian and roll my eyes. "Oh, good morning to you to." He says.

Zander turns around and smiles softly, "Good morning."

"Yeah, morning." I huff and sit down. "Someone woke up with a stick in their ass." Sebastian jokes, I glare at him and refrain from punching his stupid grinning face. "What's he doing here." I glare at Sebastian.

"I'm Zander's friend, I have a right to be here." Sebastian argues, "I didn't ask you." I snap and Zander gives us both a stern look.

"It's 8 in the morning, stop arguing."

"Why is he here at 8am?" I raise a brow, Sebastian sighs and crosses his arms. "I'm here about the company."

Zander shakes his head and comes over to me, he kisses my forehead and I can't help but blush and smile a little.

He does that a lot. I'm not to sure why. "Are you alright?" He whispers and I nod, "Yeah." I lie. He gives me an odd look, like he's knows I'm not saying the truth.

"Okay." He says with a smile and ruffles my hair. I take a seat next to Sebastian not expecting him to actually talk to me.

"I heard you snuck out to a party and beat some kid up." He says and I nod. "Yep, he deserved it." I look at him.

"Philip Smiths, little pet?" Sebastian then chuckles, "Yes." I grit my teeth, "You're gonna need to apologise for that."

"I refuse to." I mutter, "Philip isn't going to be happy." Sebastian comments, sounding like he's talking to himself, "And I'm sure Philip will get over it." I growl.

"I'm not apologising." I huff and Zander turns around, a nervous look on his face. "About that..." he laughs, "I invited Freddy and Philip for dinner as an apology."

"Guess I don't have a choice then." I mumbled and shift in my seat. "You fucked up." Sebastian laughs and I roll my eyes.

"Sebastian, don't." Zander gives the other man a pointed look. "Chill, man."

I groan and get off the seat, deciding to go upstairs and take a bath or something. "Where are you going?" Zander puzzles, "You haven't eaten breakfast."

"I'm not hungry." I go upstairs and start a bath.

Thinking about how to avoid tonight's dinner.

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A/N

I love you all so much and I'm so proud of you. Never give up and keep trying, my lovelies! Stay safe. <3

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