𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐍 (18+)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒, 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋

~ Three Months Later

Michael.
Encino, California
08:23

"Master Michael, it's time for breakfast with your mother!"

I groan while rolling in the bed. The comfort of sleep has been astronomical these past weeks as I've never gotten so much relaxation in a long time. Eliezer's voice rings again, "Master Michael!"

I mumble against the satin pillow, "I'm getting up. I'm getting up. Tell Mother I will be down soon."

"Of course."

Eliezer's footsteps started to pat against the mahogany floors of my bedroom before escorting himself out. Once he was out of my room, I shoved a pillow over my head in hopes of falling asleep again.

Eliezer was our butler that was from Nigeria. He's been our butler for more than thirty years and our relationship seems to contain more than the average employer-to-employee.

He was more than a friend and more of a father towards me.

Memories with my father seemed blurred as there wasn't one I remembered. He was always too busy or too headstrong to be the average father. The one who checks your closet to make sure no monsters were there or the one who took you to the average baseball game. Mother, on the other hand, was loving and supportive, but she was just as busy with keeping the finances in the family. Making sure me and my sisters were at the derby, trying to find perfect mates for us to continue our wealth.

That was the price of wealth. It steals your childhood, your parents, and leaves you with a drop of intellectual motivation to become a better form than what they were.

As a child, Eliezer was my friend. The one who would play fetch, allowed me to sneak a girl here every now or then, and in every way possible, would risk his life for me and my protection.

Although, after one traumatic accident, my father found out and fired Eliezer and sent me to boarding school.

After boarding school, with a little bit of tussling, I was able to reach Eliezer and rehire him under my name and made sure he had space here so he could live here to care for my mother while I was gone to medical school. I knew deep down it angered my father as he wished for me to join the military.

I knew he was jealous, but his tyranny was his downfall.

He hated knowing in every aspect of his life, I was the better reflection of him. I didn't use my self-indulgence to belittle others.

My thoughts were interrupted by the hollow, sharp knocks against the door. "Master Michael!" Eliezer chimed. I slide out of bed before answering, "Come in." He obeys my command and opens the door, walking in with a pile of clothes folded. I take the pile from his arms as he explains, "Your mother wants you to wear this."

I shake my head, "Tell my mother I'm skipping breakfast. I think I had enough coddling from her. I'm going back to Chicago." Eliezer asks, "Is something the matter, sir?" I smile widely, "No, no. It was good, being here with you and mother, but I can't stay here forever."

He smiles gently at me, "Are you going on another trip to see Madame Lisa?" I set the pile of clothes on the bed before turning back to him, resting my hand on his shoulder, "No, I'm not. Please, continue to care for my mother."