Chapter 14 Gold Knight Libra

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"OI!!"

"CHEEB!!!.." (Hurts)

Muscle pain arrrggghh.... Cramps.. I hate this. I'm mentally complaining to myself. I had been working out. To much this last few weeks I have an upcoming photo shoot. Wait I had the vivid dream again. Anyways it's 5:00am now. Better get things started. I'm on a special workout routine, planned and scheduled by my trainer. I need to stay fit plus I need to keep my looks. I became a model / Movie Actor here in hopes getting a better future for myself and my family. But fame and money has it's price. I lost my privacy. I can't stroll around and not get swarmed by my fans, girls and girls alike, you know what I mean. But hey no complains about that. That's how I'm getting paid. I need their attention and love. More fans equals more opportunities.

What I love being an actor is you'll get product endorsements. Your getting paid to wear their clothes, accessories or even perfume, sometimes food and more than that you get free food, free clothes and whatnot.

One more thing. Back then I had a few cute girls lining up on me but now. Hot and sexy women offer themselves. I get indecent proposals. Some of them willing to pay me money or anything just to sleep with me. I played around just for the heck of it. I'm young what do you expect...............

And that's how I got my son.
I got a girl pregnant, last year, her family doesn't approve me and the the baby. So they ask the mother of my child to choose me and her son or their family and wealth.

She chose wealth and her family with one condition. She gets to give birth to the baby and hand it over to me.

I agreed to it since I don't love her anyway, it's just me and my lack of better judgement and let's not forget the alcohol that night. I took the child under my name, since after all this boy came from me. I took him as my most wonderful mistake. I described him as a mistake because he was not planned but none the less. He is a god given miracle for me and my family.

He is our source of happiness a bundle of joy even with a stinky dirty diaper and he cries alot. I still love him so much. After having him in our family it's like my luck just came in. I signed a contract for a movie sequel. Then after signing I competed for an international event and also won the competition. I may have struggled takling care of my son at first but it's all worth it. He instantly became my lucky charm.

So back to my workout routine. After finishing my 3h work out. I heard my son crying again. So he's awake. I heard my mom as he took my son. She knows I'm busy working out. Every morning so she helps me taking care of my son. I'm doing this no matter how hard and difficult. I'm lucky that I had finished my degree or else I won't have a backup plan that's just in case.

I don't do this for myself anymore. I work hard really hard for my son. I want to be like my dad who worked hard for his family. I want to be like him who was able to provide for them. This is my goal. But now I need to do something more for him.

I know I had 2 weeks left and I'll be going away for a very long time. If I win this title the money will be enough for my son and family's expenses while I'm gone.

The 3rd night having that vivid dream I already had my answer. Since i know for a fact that it will be our future if I won't do something. I want to protect my sons future by fighting and winning this impending war. It was a call to arms and I'm willing to answer to it. I just need time to prepare something for my son and family. I can't abandon them empty handed. Even if my father can provide, I won't let him take my responsibilities. It's already bad enough for me to leave and that's not an excuse for not doing anything.

2 weeks had passed since the dream came.
I have won the competition that I joined. Money is saved under my mothers name.
I left a letter in her bedroom after she fell asleep. I requested my mother to take my son into her room since I told them I'll be going out late to meet my friends. I know it's a lame excuse but it's all I can think of.

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