Rich Kid (ON HOLD)

Chapter 23: The Gabriels

Chapter 23: The Gabriels

I gaped at the man in front of me. He's holding the door opened in one hand, and holding an M-16 calibre rifle on the other. I think he's waiting for me to speak or something. I honestly have no idea what to say.

Maybe I should make a run for my life?

He smirked at me, turned around, and shouted, "Sweetie! Your pretty boy is here! Should I shoot him now or shoot him now?"

I gasped.

A distant voice replied, "Leave him alone, dad!"

My eyes widened in horror as I looked at the black shiny rifle being pointed at my manjunk. I backed away on their porch and raised my hands in surrender.

Mr. Gabriels eyed me intimidatingly, "I'm warning you now, boy. Any funny business with my daughter on your trip and you won't have an erection for the rest of your life."

I gulped and nodded frantically. "Gotcha."

He dropped the rifle, put it on the corner, and walked towards me and squeezes me in a tight hug. "It's good to finally meet you. Your dad doesn't want me to touch you because I might dazzle you with awesomeness. I think he's just jealous. That boring punk."

I gasped for air but tried to sound cheerful as I eyed in horror the rifle placed by the door. "That rifle is really awesome, sir."

"It really is!" He beamed and released me only to be ushered forcefully inside their house. "Want to see me shoot something?" He asked and focused his eyes on me.

I gulped. " Just not a living thing."

He frowned, "But where's the fun in that?"

He stared at me seriously for a long agonizing moment before laughing in my face. "Your face! Looks like Daniel when we were first put to jail."

I blinked. "Jail?"

"Yeah!" He nodded. "He drew a big unimaginable thing on the window of his dad's building. I was responsible for the red spray paint so I got pulled in."

I looked at him incredulously. "No way?!"

He nodded. "Your dad did worse things than that. Talk about frustrated painter." I was about to ask him about what did he meant about frustrated painter but he suddenly turned around and shouted. "Sweetie! Your pretty boy is waiting!"

He turned around again to face me and smiled. "I'm glad I finally meet you, son. Arianne is working late tonight but you can always drop by anytime right?"

I nodded immediately. "Yes sir."

"Call me Gabriel, please." He smiled.

He walked me to Aria's room and I can't help but to be amused with my surroundings. There are a lot of trophies and medals framed on the wall. The inside of Aria's house is simple. White walls, glass windows, basically everything in here are modernly designed. When we reached her room, there is a picture of her smiling face beside the door.

"Aria, open up honey!" Gabriel knocked.

I have never been so shocked in my life when a naked guy only wearing a towel opened her door. He froze for a second before eyeing me from head to toe.

"Who are you?" He asked in a deep surprised voice.

"Who are you?" I asked back, narrowing my eyes.

I heard Gabriel gasped beside me. "Ashton!"

"Ashton?" I repeated, looking between Gabriel and him. "You know this guy?"