"Remember sweetie, the Timberwolfs will be here at any moment so make sure you get dressed, and groom that filthy dog of yours" Justin's mom said as she puts on her coat, ready to head to work.
"Mom, don't worry Flash will be spotless by the time the Timberwolfs come." Justin exclaimed trying to put up a smile.
"Alright sweetie, make sure Alyssa and Jason get dressed and behave themselves while we're out."
"Ok mom...!"
"That's my good boy" Justin's mom kissed him on the forehead and walked towards the door. Justin then frowned and called out to his mother about "something".
"Mom! Uhm, a-are you sure you're not forgetting something...?" He asked scratching his head. His mother sighed and answered "No sweetie, I have everything I need in my purse."
Justin went silent and nodded as he watches his mother walk out of their house and into their limousine. He then sighed and walked towards his room.
"Of course they'd forget my birthday... They barely spend their free time with me..."
"AY! JUSTIN!"
Justin paused and turned around to see his brother, Jason.
"Why the long face?" His brother asked.
"It's nothing, leave me alone Jason" Justin answered as he continues to walk towards his room. "Did they forget again?" his brother asked again.
Justin growled and tried to ignore him. His brother asked again and again till Justin snapped.
"JASON WILL YOU SHUT THE F*** UP!?!!"
Then Justin felt something hard hit his head.
"Watch your tongue Young Master! Such words will send you to hell". Justin turned towards his maid, Marianne. Justin sighed and apologised.
Marianne then said, still angry at Justin "Don't apologise to ME, apologies to your big brother". Justin rolled his eyes and apologized to Jason. "See that wasn't so hard now was it, heh!" Jason said with a smile.
Justin went silent then made his way to his room. He grabbed the handle, then...
"Young Master, my sincere apologies... We know how you feel about Master Lance and Mistress Lucinda forgetting your birthday. I myself had no parent to celebrate my birthday with. But at least I have friends who care about me, and would be there for me when I needed them." Marianne explained grabbing Justin's chin lightly, turning to face her.
"Marianne, I'm fine... Besides, my parents are just too busy to even hang out with me. I just want what's best for them..." Justin then felt the same pain on his head like last time but even painful.
Justin trying not to yell said "Can you stop that?". Marianne laughed and pinched his cheeks "I may not be your parent, but I treat you like my son. I may be old, but at least I know what is best for my son. And which I mean you that is, heheh".
Justin's frown turned upside down, he turned to Jason who seemed to have an excited look on his face.
"Whats with the look?" Justin asked.
"Justin, do you know why me and Alyssa went missing for two days?" Jason said with a smirk.
"No, but mom and dad were pi- I mean mad when you two did that. I HAD TO COVER FOR YOU TWO, AND You owe me big time otherwise mom and dad would've just abandoned you in the streets and leave you there to rott like a bunch of street rats." Justin replied.
"Little bro-"
"Don't call me that...!" Justin said with a frown.
"Heh, sorry. But come with me and we'll have tons of fun. You know, me, you Alyssa, doing sibling funtime. Like good old times. Just the three of us. The three musketeers, the- the Golden Trio, The Three Troublemakers, The-"
"I get it Jason!" Justin said, cutting off what Jason said. Jason smiled and grabbed Justin and ran towards the backyard.
Jason slid the door wide open, they continued to walk towards their old tree house where they used to play when they were still kids.
" Remember this old thing Bro? We used to here when you were still 4". Jason said holding onto Justin's shoulders.
Justin chuckled and replied "Yeah, I almost fell cus you kept telling me to walk the plank. Alyssa was 3 back then, but she sure knows how to play pirates and robots."
Jason laughed and said "Yeah! Even we couldn't outmatch that little rascal."
"Heck yeah, even at an early age she sure knows how to outmatch us both".
Jason sighed "Yeah, good times. I've missed those days..."
"Same..."
They made their way up the tree house. As they got there they were greeted with a tackle. "HEY YOU TWO! DID YOU MISS ME!?"
Jason laughed, while Justin just layed there smirking. "Good to see you again Alyssa" Justin said. Alyssa cackled and gets off of them. Jason pat Justin's right shoulder and said "Happy Birthday Justin, and since it's your 15th Birthday..."
Alyssa continues "WE'VE DECIDED TO THROW IT RIGHT HERE!"
"...Buuuut it's tight here" Justin complained.
Alyssa giggled and showed Justin towards the window. "Justin, we're not just throwing it IN the treehouse. We're throwing it here in the backyard."
"Did mom and dad agreed with your idea?" Justin ask tilting his head.
"Uhhhhhh"
Flashback
Justin's parents, Lucinda and Lance were at their office, sorting out papers. Alyssa knocked on the door and slightly opened it. She whispered "Mama...Dada...?"
"Yes sweetie?" Lucinda said, putting down stacks of folder on her desk.
"Is it OK if we threw something for Justin?" Alyssa asked, with puppy eyes.
"And by something you mean?" Lance asked, looking through his papers.
"Just a surprise for my FAVORITE brother."
"I thought Jason was your favorite brother" Lucinda replied. Alyssa exclaimed "Mom! They're both my favorite brother."
Lance sighed, "Alright sweetheart, and it better not be another party!".
Alyssa however, wasn't paying attention so she nodded with excitement and stormed out of the office.
End Of Flaskback
"... I'm sure they said yes"
"Hmmmm alright then, we should start decorating though" Jason said crossing his arms.
Alyssa nodded, grabbed Justin and said with excitement "Come on Justin! Let's hand out invitations!"
"OI! YOU'RE JUST GONNA LEAVE ME HERE TO DECORATE ALONE!?!" Jason yelled.
YOU ARE READING
Tale of a Shadow
FantasíaThis is Justin's backstory, ever since he was still 14 he lived in his hometown in Canada. His parents spent less time with him cus they're always working. When he turned 15 his life changed, but in a cruel and dark way. WHICH IS WHY I'LL BE WRITING...