𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝟕𝟑 || 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐒𝐨𝐧

SAGE DIAZ

Aces Father POV:...
This chapter is in Aces Fathers POV, Enjoy <3 (his father can rot in hell)

Paparazzi chased me asking me questions about my stupid son and his girlfriend Sage. She is pretty hot i am going to admit.

I remember when she was just a little girl who would cause trouble. The teachers at the school would always send me emails saying Ace had been bullying her or she had been bullying Ace, It was a long lasting cycle that lasted for years.

I knocked on my sons door, The better one Tate. He opened the door with a annoyed look on his face "What do you want, Father?" I walk inside "You can't just walk inside like you own the place." Tate shouts at me.

"Don't talk to me like that boy, I will teach you a lesson if you talk to me like that." Tate sits down in silence after what i had said. I give him a nod "Good."

"So what are you doing here?" He questioned confused.

"Has Ace given you any money in the past five years?" I demand for a answer.

"No Father, I work. The least he's done is pay for a milkshake for me." Tate crosses his arms as he tells me

"Then how the fuck do you have money? How can you afford to have this house and everything in it?" I ask him confused and filled by rage over my sons, How do they have all these things i don't?

"Being Aces brother has opportunities." Tate tells me.

"Well i'm his FATHER. Where are my opportunities?" I yell at him.

Tate sighs "I work hard for it, You have money too Father why are you yelling at me over it?"

"No i want MONEY, I want to have more money than Ace. This isn't fair." I sit down on the couch and sigh.

"Well being jealous and moaning over Ace isn't going to fix it." He crosses his arms and disrespects me.

"Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?" I run up to him. Tate stands up and backs away from me.

"Get away, Your not welcome here." Tate shakes his head.

"Why am i not welcome here?" It hurt my feelings my favourite son would say that, Not much but it did.

"Because i know how you treated Ace after me and Mother left." Tate rubbed his arms like he was cold even though it was quite warm.

I shake my head and scoff "I did things before you two left, You two left Ace in it so don't blame me your to blame too, And your stupid Mother." I point my finger at him as i speak.

"I was a kid." Tate looks down at the ground "I didn't know what to do.. You were always hurting him and yelling at him, Mother took me and i will never forgive myself for her not taking Ace."

"You were my favourite son that's why i didn't hurt you, Yes i may of given you a spank time to time or a little yell but you were my favourite. I expected more respect from you." I sigh.

"Well Ace was also your son and you hurt him and traumatised him for life like no father should." Tate tells me with disappointment in his eyes.

"I don't care if i traumatised him. He deserves it for what he did."

"What did he do? Grow up and have more money than you? I think it's time you grow up. He's had nightmares that follow him to sleep for years and that's on you, Get out of my house." Tate walks towards me and pushes my chest.

I fill by anger and my brain starts to hurt to due to the amount of violent thoughts in my head "Did you just touch me?"

Tate stands there "Get out."

I go to punch him but he grabs my wrist and punches me in the face causing me to call to the ground, I look up at him "I'll go. But i'm disappointed in you."

I get out of the house and drive in my car down the street, I see a group of paparazzi standing outside a building. "Hey are you Ace Rosso Father?" One of them ask me.

I wipe the blood off my face and give them a smile "I sure am." I cross my arms.

"I saw another paparazzi post you, It's very interesting the things you said." The paparazzi says things are interesting but we all know what word he has, He things me saying i beat my kid was wrong. Because they don't understand. Now a days people are all pussys.

A group of paparazzi start walking towards me "Mr. Rosso what do you think on Aces second movie?"

"I think he should be a respectful son and give me some money." I say nodding my head.

"Ace said in a interview he hasn't seen you in a couple years, Is that true?"

"Correct." I answer politely.

"But he's inside this building, Is this the closest you have been to him in years?" The paparazzi shouts.

"Yes indeed, I haven't been this close in years to him. But i'm not going to see him now, I am going to visit him.. At his home." I say trying to speak wise and professional, Isn't that how people get rich? Confusing how Ace is because he definitely isn't professional.

I go to walk away and they chase me in a group but also a group being left behind there "Do you know the scars on Ace have come from?" A paparazzi asks.

"How do you know he has scars?" I stop for a second then turn around to them.

"Sometimes he's seen shirtless or we see his hands and other places, He covers it up most of the time.. So where did it come from?" He spoke like he already knew the answer but just wanted me to say it on camera so he would get a check.

"He was a troubled kid, I never liked him that much." I say trying to add a hint of suspicion to what i say so they find me interesting "I beat him yes. Hurt him, Also yes. He was a bad kid who deserved it." I nodded with a smile.

All the paparazzi go silent and just flick there cameras at me and record, I hear there whispers, There judgments so i just walk away and get into my car.