Different Breed

Different Breed Part Twenty One

**********DIFFERENT BREED PART TWENTY ONE**********

"...Excuse me?" the man asked, looking baffled as he rose from his seat

"I...I'm your son" Milton said weakly. Javan put his right hand on Milton's shoulder in an encouraging manner

"Shame on you" the man spat

"Hey...wait a minute, blud" Javan roared

"Blood...? The only blood I see is on you two! Blood and sweat, it's disgusting! Like you've been in a fight or something; I'm trying to be civilised, thinking you wanted to do some kind of business, regardless of appearance, but instead, you come to me and tell me that you're my son? Nonsense" The man hollered

"My days...can you settle yourself down, fam, no need to be on a rude ting, yeah, it's the truth, this here is indeed your son" Javan declared "Isn't your name Edward Lawrence?"

Edward took a deep breath

"Yes, it is. Your point being...?"

"That's the...that's the name that I was told was my biological father" Milton said weakly

"Are you sure you're..." Javan began

"I'M FINE" Milton whispered loudly, as he was annoyed

"You absolutely cannot possibly be my son! No way, I..." Edward took a deep breath and sat on his chair. Milton stood behind his desk anxiously. Javan was neutral

"Who...who told you who I was?" Edward demanded

"It was...It was Christie Michel" Milton stated. Edward's pupils shrunk in disbelief, he began to shake his head

"My man looks like he's gonna explode" Javan laughed

"Shut up man" Milton barked

"Oh please! I haven't seen that woman in over 10 years, spoke to her two years ago, phone call, and I don't ever recall her having children. She doesn't get down like that" Edward sighed

"...She doesn't get down like that?" Javan repeated, before directing his hands towards Milton "Exhibit A, bro"

"Listen, I am not your 'bro' and furthermore, you will not come here making such sinister, barbaric accusations!" Edward barked

"Big words, yeah" Javan grinned in a sarcastic manner

"What's so sinister about getting to know your son?" Milton asked

"Shut up! Shut up, I only have one son and one son only. You just want money, right?" Edward began "Well..."

"No, I don't care about that, that's minor to me. I'm here for you, I don't care how this sounds, but I've been hoping for this all my life, man. Don't do this, and just accept it

"How dare you tell me what to do? Now I'm giving you ten seconds to get out of my house"

"Dad, what happened to your arm?" Milton asked

"Don't annoy me, young man. Seven seconds, before I personally kick you out" Edward barked

Javan and Milton stood firm

"Don't mean to be offensive...what you gonna do with one arm? You must think we're some weak boys; we ain't going down without a fight. If you don't believe him, that's you, but face the facts, bro"

Edward hastily walked towards the boys, grabbed Milton by his blood-drenched shirt with his right hand; grabbed Javan by the shirt with the same hand with immense force, and moved towards the door

"OH MY DAYS...YOU'RE DAD'S STRONG, JHEEZ!" Javan barked, as he struggled to wrestle through Edward's brute strength. Milton was too weak from the earlier fight, so he couldn't fight his way out of the strong hold. Milton then had a short spark of energy and began searching hastily for something...but it was too late.