He Stayed|

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Chapter Thirteen:

I walk on the stage blatantly, not without a care in the world.

Except the ever so painful care of my mother's once again burning grip on my hand tugging it down, hard.

As a reminder of behaving, she says.

Pfft.

I roughly pull my hand down snatching it off her grip.

We come to a stand still on our 'pageant walk' and Jace, begins his so called speech.

I tune out of the conversation, not really bothered about what he says, I mean I was forced to come here, out of my will, so why should I care what he says.

But besides that I was never really fond of business, it always never caught my eye.

Because the whole concept bores me.

I mean people say without business, the world will turn to chaos.

But it doesn't really seem necessary to me.

I sigh quietly and scan the room.

I hold in a laugh as my attention is once again caught to the caked face dolly fluttering her fake lashes at Noah.

He seems to be disgusted too, but doesn't really care, instead he walks towards her grabbing a chair and sitting down in front of her.

Her parents instantly stand up and walk away, like it was a reflex or something like that.

Okay, weird.

Ace and Raven's attention are fully focused on whatever Jace is saying.

I tune in trying to understand anything that comes out of his mouth.

I mean if their listening it should be important, and plus it would give me something to do other than watching Noah and the caked face dolly play 'smash or pass' with each other.

"..so in conclusion I will be signing the contract between the two parties and from there the major party which is The Knights will decide their next line of action, till then my comrades. My wife, daughter and I bid you farewell".

Contracts.

Business.

Nope I still don't understand the facts of all these.

Lots of people start clapping and my mother smiles taking a short bow with her head, also managing to pull me down along with her.

We walk down and my mother and father lock lips, some of her lipstick smearing on his lips.

It's fake and disgusting, it's so obvious that they are doing this for the publicity and maybe they're own sexual pleasure.

It's still all very irritating, and I feel like skin automatically crawls just being in about 5 ft from them.

I scoff and turn around only to be stopped by her.

I recognize that burning sensation anywhere.

"What!" I spit out careful not to shout.

She grabs my hand and stretches it.

"Here you earned it back, you can have it" she says placing my phone in my outstretched hand.

Her lipstick smeared and her hair slightly scattered, her face plastered on with a teasing expression.

I roll my eyes and flip her off.