Run Away Heir

6: Poison?

[You should really try reading "Three Of A Kind" by Rubix89201]

PS: Slight Jordomi... just slight, but I won't die if massive either way.

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We're all in the canteen, for lunch. i brought my own because I don't like the taste of mystery meat.

Don't expect that I bought it, I cooked my lunch myself.

"Jordan, why aren't you eating?" Naomi asked.

He's just poking the meat with a spork er... foon, whatever you call it.

"It's poison! Mystery meat! It doesn't taste good!" Jordan startled.

"Poison? Jordan, you should try it," Declan suggested.

"How many times do you have to tell me that?" Jordan asked, raising an eyebrow, looking like he's serious.

"Until you finally eat it and die," Declan answered, leaving Naomi to burst out laughing.

Sometimes... oh wait, let me rephrase that, I always wish that Jordan would just plain die or atleast go to a grave and bury himself.

I even wonder if he'll get his own relationship status.

Probably yes if someone has the same level of idiotic craziness.

"Hey Bent, why won't you share?" Jordan asked out of nowhere while looking at ny lunch.

"It's mine," I selfishly answered, examining his reaction like a test subject.

"I don't want poisonous mystery meat so give us some!" Jordan complained while I rolled my eyes at him.

"Oh come on, it isn't that bad... well if they did put poison, how come I'm still alive?" Naomi piped in.

"You're a ghost then, wow, I'm peculiar... I can see invisible objects," Jordan replied.

I just rolled my eyes, wow, I can a do this often.

"AHCK, Jordan, just eat already," Declan commanded, annoyed by the scene already.

Me? I just stayed quiet as usual, watching the three of them as always.

But what about the banquet? Should I tell them? Maybe yes...

"There's something I've got to tell you about," I piped in, and the whole table where we sit is at a silent state.

I took a deep breath and carefully chose the right words before speaking, "My–he... uhm..."

"Just say it, Bennett," Naomi said giving a warm smile.

"Yeah, lunch time is almost over," Jordan said while gulping his bottle of orange juice.

Then Declan elbowed him in the stomach, causing Jordan to cough a little.

"He.... He invited us to another banquet," I plainly said ang looked down.

They all stared at me like they're processing what I said and think if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Another banquet?" Jordan asked with a mix of curiosity and exhasperation.

I just nodded, for the sake of mankind.

"We should go then," Declan suggested.

"I don't want to wear heels again," Naomi said while rolling her eyes.

We just all stared at her, so she doesn't want to go to that stupid fancy event because of high heels?

Makes sense. She's different anyway so, why not?

"I don't want to be awkwardly watched when I eat," Jordan said.

We then stared at Jordan, we won't ask why. He's an idiot, everybody knows that.

"Well I don't want to dance, the music is so boring," Declan complained so he received stares from us.

"I don't want to attend," I simply said... and it was my turn to get stared at.

"You do know that you can't, right?" Naomi asked and I just nodded.

We better get dressed later, if my dad tells me that I can't turn back, then I'll turn back... if he says I stay, I won't stay. Simple as that, I'm a run away heir, I wouldn't call myself that if I do that.

"We're going," I simply announced and packed out.

"Please don't make us wear suites," Declan begged.

"We don't have a choice," I sharply glared at him... meaning that I don't want to either.

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"Naomi! You can't stay there forever!" Declan yelled at the bathroom door in my apartment.

"As if that exists!" Naomi retorted.

I raised an eyebrow, what does that mean?

"Bennett, you do know the new trend that people say that 'Forever doesn't exist' recently?" Declan explained and I noddes.

Jordan was silent, wow, silent. Want to know why? He's still looking through YouTube... about fixing a neck tie.

Just like the last time, only that Declan finally got it right this time without any internet help.

"You okay there Jordan?" Declan asked.

"Gah! I got a wrong turn!" Jordan exclaimed and cursed.

"Naomi, just get out of there already, we know you're done!" Declan yelled once more.

"Ahck, alright," Naomi whined and finally went out of the bathroom.

She wore a long purple dress with a few ruffles. Only this time, I bought her flats.

Then we three guys wore the exact same suite... only in different sizes.

"Hey you!" Declan yelled at Jordan who is still busy being problematic on his neck tie.

"Why do these things even exist?" Jordan said and cursed.

"Let me help you there," Naomi suggested and helped him with his tie in a matter of seconds.

Jordan mouthed a "Thank You."

I ignored those two and went back to looking at my bed and think about either bringing my gun with me or not.

This will be another humiliating night.