Don't Let Me Go (Book 1)

Chapter 23

LOGAN'S POV
''Maria '' My gaze focused on my screen. The Video of what happened yesterday, replayed countless times. The audacity she had to embarrass me like that, I will make her regret it. '' Ha... expelled? '' I tighten my fist '' she thinks that is all I am capable of?''

Flashback
'' You took my job last night. I will be waiting for you to take my scholarship... After all that is the best you can do with all the power you have... it is what you people are good at anyway ''
Back to present

'' I will make sure you wish that you got expelled. You will beg me... I will make sure of that '' trying my best to take control of my breathing. I was still in pain but the doctor said I would be fine in a few days. I dialled Lucas's number and he picks almost immediately
'' hey Logan ''
'' Lucas? '' I called calmly
'' Yes '' sounding worried
'' What the fuck are you doing?''
'' What.. eating?''
'' why the fuck have you still not found who this mother fucker is '' almost losing my cool
'' I swear on my mother's name, that is what I am working right now.. but mother fucking is something else.... whoever this person is, he probably works with the FBI or something.. he''
'' For Fuck sake Lucas! '' I yelled and he went silent, my tone must have surprised him as much as it surprised me. Maria and whoever this mother fucker was had a strong effect on me. They make me lose control, and I hate it when I do '' Lucas.. first take this fucking video down and find this person.. got it?''
'' Got it '' he says in a low tone '' How are you doing anyway?'' he asked
'' see you tomorrow '' With that I ended the call, ignoring his question. It was none of his business. '' haha'' I sighed as I rested my head on the pillow with my eyes closed. I couldn't sleep last night because of what happened. Maria keeps coming to mind, from the basketball court with Gorge to the hallway, to the club and the kiss, especially the kiss. I hate her, I hate this Maria girl. The sudden knock on my door, interrupted my thought. '' who is it?''
'' Young master. It's time for dinner '' I heard the head maid's voice
'' I will eat in my room '' I said
'' But sir...'' she sounded nervous '' Sir Richard is at home tonight '' Instantly I frowned. My father was home, why? Why can't he just remain at wherever the fuck he stays at.
'' Is Bianca out already? ''
'' Yes she is '' she answered
'' I will be down in three minutes '' with that I got up and grabbed a black shirt from the closet. In less than three minutes I was down. I got to the dining to see everyone already seated. Bianca smiled at the sight of me and I gave her a slight nod, assuring her that it's alright. '' Sorry for the wait '' I took my seat at my father's right-hand side, next to Bianca and across from Maya, My step mum
'' it's ok '' Maya smiled at me and I felt irritated.
'' Good evening Father'' I greeted
'' hmm'' was his only response
'' How was the trip?'' I asked
'' Successful, always '' he responded then reached for his fork '' Let's eat '' granting permission and silence took over as we began to eat. Everyone focused on their food, the only sounds heard were the ones coming from our fork and knives as they came in contact with the plates other than that, it was almost as quiet as a graveyard not even the wall clock dared to make a sound.
We finally finished dinner and waited for the maids to clear the place up. '' So '' my father began as we were settled '' Logan.. how is school?''
'' Good, always ''
'' Any challenges?'' he asked
'' Nothing that I can not handle '' I spoke, maintaining eye contact
'' That is what I like to hear '' he smiled proudly '' As the heir to this family, you have to possess true power. And what have I said about things that threaten your power ''
'' Break it '' I said
'' And if it doesn't break?''
'' Get... '' I hesitate knowing fulling well that it is something that I will never be able to do '' Get rid of it ''
'' Good.... that is why you are my son '' he smiled but the smile instantly dropped when he looked at Bianca '' And you?''
'' Yes Father ''
'' How is your performance? Any improvement? ''
'' I am doing my best father, but like you said, he is your son '' Bianca said, referring to me '' he is a difficult one to beat '' And he smiled again
'' He is a difficult one indeed '' he reached for my shoulder and the moment his hand touched me, I flinched but thank goodness he didn't notice '' I taught him well '' patting my shoulder '' but Bianca '' his smile vanished again and he gave that stare '' that is not an excuse... you know how much I despise excuses ''
'' I am sorry Father'' nervously, she struggled to maintain eye contact while she played with her finger
'' It means that you have not been doing well enough ''
'' I will try hard ''
'' That is bullshit... the word try, Bianca, the word try, you know very well I hate it ''
'' I will....'' I cut in
'' Father '' I called '' it's my fault... I have not been teaching her well. I will do better ''