We All Have Our Cross to Bare

Chapter One - Unrealistic Dreams

((A/N: I see Donovan Kane played by Stephen James.))
" Sir Kane, I'm so sorry I did... I didn't know you were..." I cut Maria off with the wave of my hand. It was unnecessary for her to continue or to have even apologized.
"It's fine Maria," I stopped to look at her remembering the title she used, "One more thing, don't call me Sir Kane, that's my father, and I'm nothing like him." I narrowed my eyes at her as she squirmed under my gaze before I smiled warmly, "It would mean so much to me if you just called me Kane."
Maria gawked at me and nodded her head before excusing herself. I quickly retreated to my room to change out of my band attire, going from skinny jeans and a cut off sleeved shirt to an ironed white shirt and black slacks. Sighing I looked at myself, ' I don't know who you are anymore Donnie...'
With only one knock on my door, my father Anthony Kane stood before me with his brooding mood. "The meeting is starting Donovan. Come down stairs quickly." With a grunt at my white shirt and disheveled hair, he walked back out. I waited until he had reached the stairs to begin to follow him. Halfway down the corridor I stopped to look at our family photograph. My father sat proudly, a prime example of a successful Gang Leader. My mother, Sarah Kane stood behind him, being our den mother, she was the one with the reasoning and the one who brought us all together. Right there, to my father's right, a four year old version of myself stands behind him with a cheerful smile. Donovan Kane, the heir to his father's Gang. But the Donovan there didn't know that just yet. All he cared about then was his friends and the music mother would show him.
I entered our third lounge, the lounge was used to discuss meetings and plans with our gang related activities. Julian, Jake, and Leo all stood up when I walked in. Giving them a look I sat next Julian and his Father.
"So kind of you to join us Bartholomeus." I looked over at Julian's Father, Bartholomeus. "I'm glad you did, you have one hell of a front seat, this is going to be one bloody hell of a show," Smiling I turned to look at my Father. "Let's get this over with Father..."
Looking at me with such disappointment. Sighing he stands up, standing before us he announced my worst nightmare. "I'm glad all of you could have made it today. I'm passing on my legacy to my son Donovan. Julian I hope you, along with Jake and Leo, can help my son with this sudden change of responsibility," clenching my jaw, I stare back at my father challenging his dominant eyes.
"No they won't help, because I won't except the title." Standing up to leave, Julian touches my shoulder. He gestures our "brother's sign", meaning only two things danger or chance. Rolling my eyes I touch my ears to let him know that I got it.
Julian turns around to face my father, "Sir Kane what Donovan is trying to say here is that, he wants to make sure he can do things on his own before he accepts his title. Because currently he has not wrapped up his old habits." Julian smiles.
My father sees through his little game of charades, I know it and so does Julian. I bow low before walking, "And thank you so much for doing me the honor Father but... no I won't be like you, I have dreams to finish."
My father laughs a throaty chuckle. "Like what? That unrealistic dream of making it big as a rock star, son no one's going to listen to your crap music. You're better off dead then playing in a band." I smile and shake my head, finally he shows his true colors to everyone.
I stormed out of the room and halfway down the hall, I feel a tear slide down my cheek. With a crooked smirk I wipe it away, man that was tough, I mean I already knew that he saw me as a disappointment but seriously... did he have to rub it in that my dream is unrealistic? That was a low blow even for him.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I walked into my room looking around I find the jeans I had pulled off to put on the stupid slacks. Changing back into the jeans, I unbuttoned my white shirt and looked at myself in the mirror. I look hard into the mirror and into my eyes looking for that spark I usually see, the one that helps me build my confidence. Not finding it I walk into my closet and grab the red duffle bag I had previously packed for the day I would run from this household.
Leaving my home, leaving my mother behind was something I thought I could never do. I guess today's the day I walk away, with one look back into my room, I take my guitar and duffle bag and walk on out. Once on the street I call Julian from the burner phone I bought.
"Hello?..." I smiled as good old Julian answered the call. "Julian it's Donovan. I'm moving out and heading to my holy ground. If you know what I'm talking about meet me there, well this is goodbye until then." hanging up on Julian I waved down a Taxi and headed onto my holy ground.
My holy ground was this little condo I had bought off the records back in Junior year when my father gave me my big check after I helped him solve one unfortunate event after another. I bought it all in cash under a different name so that my father would never find me if I did ever decide to run away and hide. His radar would never be able to detect me especially since I'm hiding right under his nose. I told the taxi driver to drop me off one street away from the address of my condo, letting him keep the change I walked off into a different direction waiting for the taxi driver to pull away and leave.
After rounding the turn I noticed that he had already left so I headed to the condo. Now this condo isn't like any other condo, it's a lot smaller than it looks from the outside. It has a huge master bedroom that practically covers the second floor with a master restroom to the back of it and a walk in closet. On the first floor you walk through a hallway and on your left you will find a huge family area with a flat screen tv and my playstation four, as you look to your right you will find my life, little rosie, and yes I did name the kitchen. I love this kitchen so much, it has everything I will ever need to survive, with the high end kitchen supplies and a built in dishwasher what else could a guy need, and if you keep walking to the end of the hallway you will find my back room where the washer and dryer are stationed at.
Unlocking my door with my pin code and key I walk quickly through the living room and up the stairs to the master bedroom. I set my guitar on the bed along with my red duffle bag and pull out the laptop I had bought a week ago. I open up google chrome and sign into my email, right away I noticed an email from Julian. I clicked it open,
Donovan Kane,
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING? Why are you running
from this? This could be something worth your wild? It could help us with all the
Band material we need... Anyways I know where your holy ground is. I'm on my
way there, and I have the boys with me.
with worry and concern your brother,
Julian B. Jr. Romero
Smiling at his email and taking note on the capitalized letters, I close my laptop and begin to unpack my duffle bag as I waited for them to arrive. Moving on to folding my pants my personal cell buzzed with a calendar notification.
MAY 21st @ 10 o'clock Harry is throwing a birthday bash for his 19th birthday.
I had totally forgotten about Harry and his party, he had me order the kegs last week. "Well now I have something to look forward to." Shaking my head and smiling at the thought of getting shit faced drunk, it sounded pretty good considering all that has happened so far.
I heard Julian's old chevy drive up the side of the house, along with the laughter of the other two as they walked to the front door and rang the doorbell. Taking the remote from my dresser I unlocked the padlock with the click of a button and let them all into my holy ground.
"Welcome to my home boys, now tell me how did you find me here?" I looked at Julian as I walked down the stairs and met them in the family room. I gestured them all to sit, "Mi casa es tu casa, relax guys it's just me Donnie." I spread my arms out and gestured to the whole place.
Julian smiled and shook his head as he sat across from me, "I don't know how you do it Donovan. It took me only a second to realize this is where you were hiding. I gotta say it was pretty clever on your part." I smiled, you see prior to this conversation I had let Julian know that I had bought this condo when I referred to a Santiago Perry at our highschool, he was there when I had signed the contract and everything, I had just told Julian I was buying it for some Patric Ernesto.
Before I go any further let me explain what Patric Ernesto means to me, you see when we would play MAFIA with the other kids from my dad's gang, I used Patric Ernesto as my go to name when I was the good guy.
"Patric Ernesto, I remember your last scene when we last played MAFIA. You were Patric Ernesto the one who finally caught Phillippe with my help as Ricky Fantana." Julian chuckles and leans back into the couch as he looks around. "I have to say this is a pretty good looking place you got here. So what's next?"
I look from the Jake and Leo as they walk back in from raiding my kitchen, slowly I turn back to Julian and remember Harry and his party. "Oh right I forgot about it but..." I smirk at Julian and then the other two as I address them, "We have a party to attend to and I am looking forward to getting shit faced drunk." I stand and grab my jacket, checking my phone for the time.
"We have about an hour to get all the way out there. Let's go boys." pulling on my weather worn leather jacket I got the keys to my '68 mustang and walked on out to. The boys hollered and hooted like the idiots they are as we made our way to the party.
By the time we got to the party my head was hurting with all the mindless chatter that was going on in the background. Parking the car I hopped out and reclined the seat so Jake and Leo could crawl on out. Jake came up from behind and wrapped his arm around my neck, "Hey man I saw that chick over there looking at you, she showed some interest." He chuckled letting me go as he sauntered off in her direction.
I shook my head and looked back at Leo who looked shit faced already, must have been that mary jane chick, I look over at Julian who seems to be scoping out the place looking for the quickest exit out so we can leave when the cops show up later.
"Julian! Come help me look for the booze. I need some of those ugly mixed drinks that horny sister of Harry's makes." I walked on in with Julian on my tail. We mingled with the crowed I made out with a few girls here and there but after a couple of shots and three mixed drinks I was finally shit faced. Feeling slightly woozy I looked around for Julian, but we must have gotten separated because he was no longer at my side.
I went ahead anyways and started looking for an empty bed to lay down in, I finally found one in the master bedroom to the back. I started to take off my shirt when a girl a year younger than me walked in pulling off her own shirt before falling over on the bed. She giggle and looked up at me, "Hey you're pretty cute." her warm soft hands touched my cheek.
Shivers were sent down my spine as she touched me, they felt so natural being there like they were meant just for me. I smiled at her and looked up into her eyes searching for everything I've been looking for. And there it was that little special something, I wanted it, I want it to be all mine and only mine. I kissed there and then as our lips began to mold to one another, I layed her down under me as I removed the rest of our clothing. Every silky touch was matched up perfectly, our pants sinking with one another as I scent us into a turmoil of moans and pleasure. At the end of it all we laid there waiting for sleep to take us. I watched her as she laid on me.
Her chest smoothly moving up and down as she fell asleep. I closed my eyes once before looking up at the ceiling and watching the light from the party mingle with the darkness in the room. Then for the final time that night I closed my eyes and fell asleep remembering every single moment I had with her, this mystery girl.