Our Prince Charming(discontinued)

Chapter 8

Disclaimer this chapter has mentions of abuse and possible mature themes be warned .

He tried walking out of the room stumbling slightly as his injuries were quite serious. Suddenly a voice called out his name.

"Oh Augustus!"

'Damnit'

he thought and turned around facing his stepmother.

"Madamé agarri, what brings you here?"

He asked trying to sound polite even though he was not interested at all.

"Oh baby I've already told you to simply call me Ursula!"

The red head woman exclaimed.

"Well I thought it might be inappropriate considering the circumstances"

he referred to the fact that she should stop trying to get so close to her lovers son. But she did not understand it or perhaps she simply did not care.

" oh my, Augustus your breaking my heart and here I thought we were close."

He frowned at her.

"I suppose I should talk to your father about-Don't" she was interrupted.
She smiled knowing she had won .

"Let's talk in the gardens" he then said.

"Hm, no!"
He gave her an irritated glare.

'She always has to make thing difficult'
He sighted tired.

"Well, were so you propose we talk?"

"Hm.."
she pretended to be thinking hard.
Until she perked up and said.

"The garden house would be nice~"

The garden house.. a place built for his mother while she was alive. A building which became their special place.

Were he and his parents used to play and have fun in. Before his father had turned abusive... and she dared to ask for that place???

"No"
he said and the already bad atmosphere turned colder than ice.

"Oh comon! I always wanted to go there! Won't you let me? I'm practically your new mother anyway!"

His eyes turned darker.
She looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"I suppose I could always ask your father~" she said obviously blackmailing him.

And he was not surprised.

She always used his father against him knowing it was his only "weakness" as he did not want to get beaten again.

When they arrived they sat down at the table. He immediately asked.

"What do you want woman?"

"Fufu~ always so straightforward huh?" She gave one of her infamous sly smiles. And he simply gave her a glare that would make anyone freeze.

She stood up and slowly started walking towards him.

"You know you don't have to be so cold all the time, I could help you relax~" she whispered in his ear and put her hand onto his chest. He looked straight past her and she bit his earlobe slightly.

"Get of me" he said.

She laughed at him and sat on his lap.

"Tell me son , Why won't you accept me as your stepmother huh~?" She unbuttoned his first button on his black west. He caught her hand before she could continue.

"I'll repeat it once more , what do you want?"

He have a cold glare.

"Ha! Simply my sons love~"

"We both know you don't want "a sons love" or any type of family relationship with me. And we also know you will never be my mother nor anything else to me but vermin"

he referred to the fact that she had wanted an incestious relationship with him, her stepson.

He gave her a look of disgust and distaste.

she ran her slender hands through his soft hair.

"Hm? One of these day I'm sure you will change your mind"

she suddenly said making the boy's eyes widened in surprise by her words. And as he did she took her chance and pressed her red lips against his pale ones.

When he realized what was going on he jumped out of his chair and pushed her to the ground. His eyes narrowed down. He knew she had something planned and he did not like it one bit.

Flashback:
It had been obvious to everyone but the Earl himself that his lover only cared to become his wife and lady of the household.

And when she had seen the little young master she became obsessed with him.

"Such porcelain like skin, and those Amethyst eyes!"

"And how manly you will become once older!"

Her intentions were clear as glass.

To get rid of the Earl and marry the young master as he would be the heir.

End of flashback

'Disgusting.' He thought.

A maid heard the rumble inside the garden house and opened the door.

"Young master!" She exclaimed.

Her eyes widened at the sight of her young master standing straight up emotionless while the earls lover was laying on the ground.

"Take the madamé to her chambers, she is obviously sick"

he said as the maid assisted the curvy lady out of the garden house.

The woman gave the boy a glare annoyed that she couldn't "spend more time" with him.

When he was left alone in the garden house he breathed out finally relaxing.

'The fact that she dared ask to talk here'

'Sorry, mother it seems as I let filth enter our special place'

he thought as he looked up at her portrait which was hanging right over the table they sat at.

He then turned around and left.

He sighted.

'I should probably burn these clothes now, they are filthy after all'