Love And Hate

Prologue

" I really do not need all of this guardes in my school dad. I just want to go to the University as a normal student" I told my father, who didn't even bother to look at me for the past 30min.
"What else do you expect son, you are the son of the President and as such you are exposed to a lot of danger. You need them" my father said without even lifting his head to look at me, his eyes were fixed to whatever he was writing.

I just got admission into University of Belgrano to study Political Science, a course I hated. I mean why can't I be in control of my life and do whatever I want to do. I don't want to be a president or hold a political position someday, I want to be a Singer actually a Rock star but in the Santiago's family is impossible to do anything other than Politics. " I really hate this family" I murmured.

Bringing me back to reality is my father " if that's all Emilio you can leave now". I wasn't finished, I can't just leave like that. I am his son for God's sake he should listen to me "Dad, I need you to please listen to me. I do not need 10 guardes following me around on school campus. Just this once Father, please" my voice in a pathetic tune, I really hate myself right now.

"Ok son" my father said stirring at me, little smile of hope can be seen on my face "i will be reducing the Guardes to 8" as I was about to argue " or you go with the 10. You are my son and I will not have you put in danger..." I couldn't help it " me in danger? Or you can't risk me disgracing the family again. Which is the truth father?" I asked, with anger building up inside of me.

Standing up and walking towards me "you know clearly that my show of care for you as my son is making sure you do not destroy the family's name that you will be benefitting from in the next years to me. Believe me or not but you are my son Emilio and I care about you and your future". I opened my mouth to argue, but words failed me at this moment. I was angry, I was frustrated and I hated my father at this moment. I watched him as he was walking back to his seat and he said " All said and done, I need you to go back to your wing as I have important matters to handle here. Remember you are leaving in the morning.". I couldn't hide my frustration anymore, I ran my hand through my hair and turned back and starting walking out. Getting to the door I turned my head to look at my father who had continue his previous writings and I said " well noted President Diego Santiago" and then I left for my wing.

Once I got to my room, I locked the door and lay down on my face. I was too angry to see anybody. I thought this school thing could be a liberation for me, I wanted to be independent so bad I agreed to study the stupid course. But my parents always have a way, always know how to manipulate me into having their way. Now I'm stuck with this 8 guardes who I am sure will rather kill themselves than to try to make me have the little adventure. "I'm totally screwed".