TEACH ME NOT 2 HATE LOVE

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🧑Nik Anthony POV🧑

"What about the money I put towards the boy's expenses every month?" I asked. "Can't that cover the medical expenses?"

You see, every month I sent a hundred thousand dollars to that child's account that I opened before his birth. I even gave his deadbeat parents access to this account so that they could supply all his needs. It's now clear to me. They had other plans for it.

"Well." There he goes again, gearing up to lie. Somebody, please just cut his tongue from his head. "His mother and I used that up on all his other expenses. And now we need more."

"What sort of illness does he have?" I cut off his nonsense. The nerve of this guy is made of steel, I tell you.

Why do I even continue entertaining this poser? Honestly, all I want to do right now is kick his ass.

"The doctor said it was very critical. Life-threatening," he continued to spout shit out of that filthy mouth.

"Does the illness have a name?"

He was unable to give me a sensible answer, and that's when I lost my cool. "What do you really want the money for?"

"I told you, my boy is sick." Nikolas dared to get angry at me. "But if you don't believe me, fine. I'll just go ask Mother for the money then. Where is she? I know she's living here with you now."

"Mother is broke, remember. Did you forget that you and your wretched brother scammed her out of every penny? If it were up to you two money vultures, she wouldn't even have a bed, much less a home."

"You are lying. I'm sure she has some money stashed away somewhere." There it is. His nasty nature had finally revealed itself.

Bam! I knocked him to the floor. But I didn't stop there; I punched his face non-stop.

This is for lying about Jr.'s health for money.

This is for taking our mother as his personal savings account.

All the pent-up rage I contained in my heart for years.

Here is another one for sleeping with my one-time lover and for being the father of a child that should have been mine. You know what? I'm going to kill this bastard.

Fortunately and unfortunately, Mother Pepper came barging in and wrenching me off him. Damn it! She should have let me kill him.

"You better get out of my house!" I yelled at my brother.

"You better give me the money I requested, or I'll go report this to the cops," he threatened. It seems he has forgotten that it is he who is trespassing on my property and not the other way around.

"Go right ahead, scumbag!" I dared him.

"That's enough, boys!" Mother came barging into the room.

"Ma. Thank goodness you are here." Nikolas acted innocent. That sinful snake. "I came here to make amends with Nik, but he just lost control and started beating the crap out of me."

"Boy! You better stop lying, or else I'll beat the crap out of you too," Mother warned. "Now, why did you come here?"

"I need some money, ma." The shameless thing had the gall to beg his mother after all she did for him, and he squandered it.

"What about the money I gave you a couple of days ago?" The words slipped from Mother's mouth.

"It's all gone, ma. But I promise, if you give me more, I'll pay you back this time."

Then it hit me. "You sold the house I bought you to give this piece of shit money?"

"Nik, I." My mother tried to explain, but I didn't want to hear her nonsense. Her excuses.

Why can't she see this poser for who he really is? Or rather, why does she still play blind to his misdeeds? Argh, he's no longer a damn kid. He's a grown-ass man, though he doesn't act like it.

"You are the reason why they are like this! Every damn time they come to you with some sob story, you just give them money. As if that could solve their problems. When will you learn that these two are like cancer? Death is their only cure!" I got angry at my mother.

"I am sorry, Nik." She seemed remorseful.

Great! Now I feel bad for raising my voice at her, and it's all this sh*t Nikolas's fault. "You better get out of here before I throw you out myself."

"And I'm warning you if you don't give me the money. Then I'll go report your stupid ass to the cops." Nikolas threatened again.

"OK fine. I'll pay you triple the amount you ask for. But in return, you and that who*re will give custody of Nikolas Jr. over to me." I made him an offer he could not refuse. I should have done this a long time ago instead of letting them take that little boy from me.

"Considered it done." He was full of joy and laughter, as if he had just won the lottery. Unbelievable.

"Now get out of my house!" I yelled, and he left.

"Nik," Mother called out to me, but I couldn't look at her. In fact, I didn't want to talk with her, at least not while I'm this messed up.

"I just want to be alone, Mother."

"OK, my sweet boy. Take all the time you need." Mother kissed and caressed my cheeks. She then left to go do whatever.

"Why are you still here?" I snapped at the housekeeper, but I didn't mean to. I just didn't want her to see me crying like a scared little girl.

"Now there's the prick, I know." She stated as if to cheer me up, then left.

I smiled, and then all the tears that I'd been holding up just came out.