His Fortress (BoyxBoy)

Chatper Two

"Honey are you sure you're ready to go?" My mother asked.

"Aren't you the one who wanted me to leave?" I bluntly stated.

"I know, and you are going, just I want to make sure you're okay." Her eyes were tearing up.

I sighed and wrapped my arms around her. "If I wasn't ready to go, I wouldn't." I swayed her back and fourth. Talking in my nicest tone.

"Okay. Be careful and call me!" She yelled as I walked away.

"I will!"

I gave my suite case to the luggage carrier and she rush away with it. The line was long and loud. And I was tired. Probably because I've been having even more vivid nightmares from two weeks ago. My father was put back in jail, but I have an itching feeling that that wont be the last time I will see him. I was released from the hospital about three days ago after being in there for two weeks. My mom wanted to keep me home longer, but I refused. The longer I wait to get there, the longer in the spring I'll have to stay. Pretty much here's my plan; Don't talk to anyone, do what I need to, and sleep.

I boarded the plane and took the seat that my ticket read. B31. I took the seat next to the window and popped a piece of gum in my mouth.

The intercom rang on and the pilot gave his daily lecture. I ignored and focused on the window. After about 15 minutes the plane began to take off. Not long after did I dose off.

I was shaken away by a fight attendant. Her blond curly hair tickled my face. Her big white teeth shoved in my face.

"We've landed darling." She informed me.

I nodded and stood up. The lady walked away, obnoxiously swaying her hips from side to side. I rolled my eyes and boarded off the plane. It took me longer than I would have like to find my bag. Then it hit me... Where the hell am I suppose to go?!

Question answered.

I turned my head and saw a man with a sign held up that said. "Daniel Brown." I walked up to him. He was an old man in a suit. A chauffeur perhaps.

"Daniel Brown?" He ask blankly.

"Uh, yeah..."

He extended a hand for me to grab. Which I hesitated to do, but in the end did.

"I'm Mr. Kon of the Pure family. I'm here to escort you to their home, and yours for the winter." He said taking my bags from my hands.

"Uh, thanks." I whispered.

It was hard to see the short guy practically running through the crowds of people rushing to find their belongings, rides, and families.

I was barley able to stay behind him, he was literally running through people. But never once did he even nudge one.

When we got back to the car I was out of breath. Then I looked up. It was a limo... Not a taxi or some small normal car that I was expecting. No, it was a full blown limousine. My mouth dropped.

"God." I gasped out.

"Are you getting in, or is your luggage just going to get a ride?" Mr. Kon impatiently asked.

I looked at him with wide eyes then back at the limo. I heard an annoyed sigh and Kon was right there, ripping open the door. Amazed I looked at him, them back at the limo.

"Goodness son. Is this the first time you've ever seen a limousine?"

I shook my head. "It's just over whelming. Couldn't you have picked me up in a less... Rich car? Hold it, this... Pure family isn't rich are they."