THE BOY IS MINE

Part 9: NEW, UNFAMILIAR BEGINNINGS.

Petey leans at his door as he watches Luna hugging Jordan so tightly as she says her goodbyes.
Annette is smiling so wide that she can't hide her happiness to have him finally leaving.
But she can't ignore the frown on her father's face as he is looking over Jordan.
She could tell that thoughts are troubling him and he seems so sad to see the boy leave, did this Jordan mean so much to him that he can't even hide his sadness like he usually hides his emotions away from them?

She stops smiling realizing that Jordan was not the problem here the entire time it was Petey that was the problem.
His absence to them and his favoritism towards Jordan it was all his choices. If he could be there for Jordan then that means he could also be there for them too but he chooses not to.
And with Jordan leaving right now everything will be back to square one, he will be emotionally unavailable and he won't even cook anymore just like he did when Jordan was still around.... Does he want a son that bad that he would go all miles for him?

Annette: Dad are you okay?
Petey: Yeah I am.... Look I have to attend a meeting later on, you girls don't have to wait up okay?
Annette nods watching him walk back inside the house and so he has started to detach from them again.
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Jordan: A private Jet... How rich is Petey?
Dylan: Rich enough to live as he pleases.
Jordan shrugs settling down on his sit and looks over the horizon thinking about what could await him within few hours.
Will his father welcome him with warm open arms and accept him as his son?
Does he even have money?, Or perhaps a family of his own?
Oh God he is so nervous and he can't even hide it.

Dylan: Petey is only giving you a duration of a month for you to settle down in your new home and then after that he will contact you about how we will plan for you to deliver for us in your new town along with Jerome since it is his territory. Do you remember Jerome?
Jordan: Is he one of those guys that called Petey my Dad?
Dylan nods.
Dylan: Yes... Well he is Petey's rival but is forced to partner with him since their high rank bosses demand them to.
Jordan: There are higher bosses in this business?
Dylan: Yes there are, we call them the Godfathers of the game and you don't want them as enemies, they are the ones that make things happen. And one day Petey and Jerome will be the next generation of godfathers making their heirs what they are now.
Jordan: So Annette will be part of the business?, You've got jokes Dylan.
Dylan: No she won't, but you will be his direct heir for the business. His precious delivery boy.
Jordan: Oh... Now I get it, is that why he trying so hard to keep me on the loop?
Dylan: Yes....but it's still a long way for you to go boy and it gets more and more dangerous as time passes by. But I trust that you will survive, you have survived the worst before.
Jordan: But what if I don't want to be part of it and I just want to live a normal life, then what?
Dylan: Then you are a dead man that's for sure. After all Petey told you that the only way out of this game is death.
Dylan sips on his glass of whiskey and Jordan sighs looking out of the window flying over the city.
Jordan: Surely there is another way.
Dylan: Oh trust me, you can only hope for that.
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FEW HOURS LATER.

Dylan: There you are.... Home.

Jordan scoffs looking at the mansion and then shakes his head turning to Dylan.

Jordan: Are you sure that we got the right address?
Dylan: Why don't you go inside and find out for yourself huh?

Jordan sighs and then nods pulling his bags towards the gates and he presses the intercom stating his name and who he is looking for.
The gate opens and he turns to Dylan.

Jordan: Aren't you coming inside?
Dylan: Should I?
Jordan: Yes please.
Dylan nods and walks with him through the driveway and they reach the door step to knock on the door.
Jordan holds his breath nervously and just then a woman in her mid 40s opens up with a faint smile on her face and looks at Jordan for a while.
"Ow I'm sorry please come inside."
They step inside and Jordan catches his breath looking around the beautiful and massive house.
"I am Rose Richards and Thomas is my husband...who are you?"
Jordan: I am Jordan Hans and this is a friend of mine Dylan and we are here for Thomas Richards because he is my father.

It goes silent for a moment and Rose holds her chest acting surprised.
Rose: Wait you are you Junior?... As in Thomas Junior?
Jordan nods with a smile seemingly he is at the right place because his Dad used to call him Junior.
Rose: Your father speaks so much of you, ow please forgive me for keeping you standing here I am in so much shock... I- I didn't expect you to be this tall and-
"Honey where did you put my lin-"

It goes silent as the man stops on his tracks and turns to looks over Jordan with his face covered in shock... Jordan fidles his finger looking back at the man nervously.

Thomas has a dark long hair just like his and he also those hazel eyes that brighten up the round eyed but his are a bit lighter...the features are there but the man feels like a stranger could it be because he has never seen him since he was two years of age?
Jordan: Dad?..
Thomas: Junior?... Son is this really you?
He chuckles teary and then hurries to hug Jordan so tightly and caresses his face taking a good look at him.
Thomas: You have grown so much boy, what has been Miranda feeding you?
Rose: Thomas you are squeezing the boy, come on let him breathe.
Thomas chuckles wiping his eyes and then looks back at Jordan.
Thomas: Come inside let's get you settled in.
Dylan: I guess that's my cue then, I have somewhere else to be.
Rose: Don't you want something to drink first? I can get you anything.
Dylan: I would love to but I'm afraid that I'm on an errand.
Rose: Okay I understand.
Jordan: Thanks for the ride Dylan and for your help too, I owe you one.
Dylan: You got it young lad, I'll keep in touch okay?
Jordan nods and then Dylan walks out of the house sighing in relief. He takes out his phone and calls Petey.
Who picks up on the first ring.

"How did it go?, Did he buy it?"
Dylan: You need to calm down a bit. The boy is happy to have finally found his Dad and of course the fake Thomas Richards is very convincing as a father that he even shed a few tears. Something that you would obviously suck at.
Dylan laughs at that walking back to the car.

Dylan: So your real name is really Thomas Richards huh?... I thought that you made up that name for the sake of acting... but when Jordan heard it he beamed with a smile and I also realized that actually it's your real name... Wow Boss you have so many secrets.
"Just fucking come back and stop fooling around Dylan."
Dylan laughs hanging up and climbs into the car.
Dylan: At least this whole situation is sorted out for now... And now it's time to focus on other things.
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