Separate Moons

Chapter 2- Jake

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"Go to your room now.'" My dad, the one and only multimillionaire, Michael Slyne pointed to the velvet stairs that led to my oversized room.

"Dad, for the love of god, I'm not a child anymore! I can freakin' do what I want." I rolled my eyes. This fight was getting ridiculous and mum wasn't even listening to us arguing. She only had a slight frown on her face as she washed the dishes. We had servants and maids to do all the housework since there were too much, but mum refused to let them work in the Kitchen. Weird, I know.

A presence of a looming figure snapped me back to reality. I looked up and found dad towering over me. "Sheesh, you don't have to be so tall."

"You better listen to me, Jake Tyler Slyne.'His voice shook with fury, and ignored my last stupid comment. 'You're only sixteen, and the laws here says the parents have the rights to demand their own child."

The words 'only sixteen' and 'demand' got to me.

"Well, maybe I don't give a fuck!!!" I shouted in his face. Okay, there, I blew it. Even my mum was paying attention now with wide eyes. She hated the fact that we fight like it's an everyday thing, but she knew I had never sworn in front of them.

”Don't use that kind of language in this house! Now-"

"What!?" I said in a exasperated tone. " Don't tell me which words I shouldn't use. It's not like you don't swear in your office, and how many times do I have to repeat this to get it through your thick skull!?Stop bossing me around! I have my own rights for freedom." I said clamly at the end, trying to sooth out the alarmingly dangerous tension that could get us into a violent match.

"Fine, you know what? I don't care." Michael said with an air of finality. I made circular movements with my hand to get him to tell me more of what he was thinking.

With a sigh, Michael spoke on. " Get out. Get your pathetic ass out of this place and I mean it. You're not the son I thought I raised." HIs voice was laced with venom.

I first thought he was joking, but the stern gaze he held told me the opposite. If looks could kill, well, you get the hint. I'll probaly dead by now. At this time, I took it lightly and thought

'Well, two can play at this game, bring it on.' Apparently, this was a mistake.

"I will gladly accept the offer, Michael," I said with a fake English accent and bowed deeply, emphasizing his name.

I heard a sniffle, and looked towards the source of the sound. It was my mum, and her lower lip was trembling slightly. I walked over to her side and hugged her with one arm.

"Hey, I'm sorry okay? I can take care of my self." I said with a slight smile, "promise." I added and kissed her forehead. I waited until she nodded, and took a glance at MIchael. His face was showing mixed emotions of disbelief, victory, and a hint of hurt. I didn't want to feel guilty so I kept a pokerface and exited the hall to the main entrance. My closest servant, David got my coat and helped me put it on.

"Thanks Dave," I patted his back. "Do me a favour and keep those games in order. You can play with them whenever." I chuckled. "Oh, and never quit this job." I added. David gave me one of his genuine grins.

"Mate, things are gonna get boring without you here. The whole point of applying for this job was to be there for you. I might just cause mayhem and get fired." He laughed.

"That's the David I walked up to in Kindergarten and chose to be best friends. Good luck, come find me when you get tired of all this shit." 

"Yeah, sure. Just stay safe alright?It really is, well was, my job to take care of you." He shook his head with a small smile.

"Seriously? All you did was play games with me!" I faked a gasp.

"Whatever, just stay out of trouble alright?" We did our handshake and I left with a nod.

As I walked down the long driveway, a thought struck me; I forgot to pack some essentials. 'Nah, I'll just sneak in.' I thought, and kept on walking.

I feel at home in the woods which was located across the wide street. Looking up to the sky, a cold breeze stroke my face. It tasted of the cold air and fresh herbs, coming from further into the trees. I was enjoying it until I felt I strange pull in the pit of my stomach. That was when the moon split into three. I yelped in shock with my mouth slightly agape. I closed my eyes tightly and opened them again. Still three moons. I looked back down, and straight ahead, there was a flicker of movement. Squinting, I realized there was a clearing ahead. The stubborn typical teenage guy that I am, curiosity got the best of me. I took cautious steps deeper into the woods, and the view of the Slyne residence got blocked. I looked up for the third time, but the moon wasn't split anymore. Shaking my head, I walked further into the trees and secured my coat around me.