Till Death Do Us Apart

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In a low lighten room, beyond the tall, heavy doors that secured the home, lies a recent newborn. Birthday, June 1st, birthtime, 3:46 a.m.

Along as new guest comers who arrived to see the newborn as he is what they were waiting for, to save their wealth and wrinkly skins. They were hovering over the crib covered in pearly white silky fabric, with gifts in each of their hands to show respect to the newborn who was born in a filthy wealthy family. The gifts varied from new released stuff animals, new and expensive clothes, shoes made out of the best materials and of course jewelry made from pure gold and raw minerals that are hard to find.

Among the older people, was a much younger boy, the possible age of four. His hair was gelled down much to his mothers liking and boredom written across his face. He'd rather be in his room playing matching games with his butlers. With his excellent memory and accurate assumptions, he hasn't lost to his butlers once. On the way to the enormous house, his mother kept babbling about how the birth of the baby in the crib was much importance and how exciting it was to be honored with such role. He really couldn't care and was eager to take off the suffocating bowtie his father put on him that morning. Not only was he forced to wear a suit and bowtie to some dumb baby birth, he was woken up from his deep slumber. is dream was so great that he was even drooling.

"Kyle, give him the gift." The older woman, Kyle's mother, gently pushed him towards the crib. He tip toed until he was able to see inside the crib and just saw a baby sleeping. He really couldn't see why he had to be woken up from his sleep just to watch another baby sleep when he could also be in bed, dreaming about superheroes.

Putting a porcelain doll at the end of the wide crib, he stepped down and slowly backed up from the crib hoping that his mother would be satisfied and just take him home.

"Oh Leina, that doll is beautiful." A women who was siting up on the bed claimed and smiled warmly at Kyle's mother. Kyle assumed that's the mother of the baby in the crib. She had very dark hair just like the sleeping baby.

"I know, I couldn't wait for you to see it and hopefully see Niko play with it in the future." Kyle's mom responded with an equally warm smile. Oh how he yearned for his mom to look at him like that too. All she does is grimace evetime she sees him. He overheard one of the maids saying that she doesn't love him because she wanted a girl. Also it's not overhearing when someone speaks very loud for others to hear it too. Kyle couldn't really care since his father is the one who gives him gifts from his travels. Kyle find it's exciting seeing stuff from other countries and how different it is.

A maid entered the room and very gently picked up the sleeping form from the crib and carried it to the women who was sitting on the bed.

"Kyle come here." She called out to Kyle and he wasn't sure as to why she wanted him to come closer. He was mentally panicking and his mind raced with different assumptions until they stopped when his mother pinched his arm and courage him to hurry up and walk up against the bed.

He was hesitant but slowly moved next to the women holding the sleeping baby. She patted an empty space next to her and Kyle believed it was an invitation to sit on the bed so he did just that. His hands could feel the nice and soft bedsheet covers and how warm they were and couldn't wait to get home and go under his own bedsheets.

Kyle was shoulder to shoulder with the dark haired woman and could now take a closer look at the baby who wasn't bothered of being moved around. There was a bundle of very black hair on top of the baby's head, his small mouth pouted as if he was dreaming of sucking a pacifier, small hands clenched into a fist and soft but shallow breaths.

"Kyle, meet Niko"

The first chapter is done. Shalala :))

Anyways this is when Niko is born and Kyle first meets him, the next chapters might be years ahead or maybe just weeks later. Idk I can't decide yet.