Doctor Niko Riggs

Niko

Sunday
6:30am
I grew up in upstate New York, with just my father Dr Richard Riggs. I believe the last time that I saw my mother I was about 5, I'm 28 now, so that's many years lost.

My dad doesn't discuss her, so I gave up when I was around 10. At a young age I saw what the money could give him; big house, new cars, having chicks eating out of the palms of my hands, drugs, you fucking name it. I promised myself that I would have a life like my dad.

I never want to be tied to anything. I definitely didn't want to work for my dad, I wanted my own reputation. He was fucking pissed when I told him my plans. I was moving to Fairfield Iowa.

"Niko why the fuck would you want to move there? You have everything here for you to jump right in and be fucking sucsessful" my father says as he looks at me with bloodshot blue eyes, and white powder in the corner of his nose. "Dad, we already talked about this shit. I want a new start. As much fun as it's been here in New York, it's time for a change" I say, taking a seat at the table. New York was too fast for me, even though I enjoyed the rush it gave me. Plus I wanted to get away from the demons that I left here.

I told myself that when I go for this move, everything is going to be different this time.  I saw that Dr Ike Scott was looking for an associate, and he was willing to pay me what I asked for. I never planned on going into business for myself, again not wanting to be tied to anything. I just hope that my demons remain in New York and dont follow me to Iowa.

    "I'm going to leave for my flight now then dad, don't want to be late" I said as I stood from the table that my dad just did 2 lines on. It makes me jump a little when his chair glides across the oak floor. "Goodbye son" My das says as he takes a step toward me and gives me a hug. I can smell the body odor coming from his whole body, mixed with a strong dose of whisky. I had to hold my breath so I dont fucking vomit on him.

I've always wanted what my dad had, but never this. It took me a couple of months to finally get sober. I will never become addicted to anything again. "Bye dad, cya when I cya" I say as I lightly place my arms around this man who becomes a shell of his former self.

It takes me about 10 hours to get from New York to Iowa. There were so many issues that the airports were having. First it was engine trouble, and then a massive storm came through. I had to yell at the person who handles luggage, since they almost lost my fucking shit. Then I felt bad for yelling, due to the person handling luggage was a going girl. If I wasn't trying to be a better person, I would have taken her ass in the bathroom. It wouldn't be hard to persuade her. Im 6'0, hazel eyes, freckles on my nose, full light pink lips, strong jawline, hair long enough to pull, and most women's weakness; tattoos. Finally getting myself out of daydreaming of fucking the blonde haired girl, the car rental place said that they would drive it here.

Grabbing my bags and smiling at the girl, I head out.

There's an older man with a paper that reads "Doctor Niko Riggs". Walking towards him, he asks me for my license to make sure I'm me. Handing it to him, he checks it out, and opens the door for me. "Uh am I not taking this rental with me?" I say as I stand there looking confused. In an accent I can't quite figure out this man says, "Dr Riggs, Dr Scott sent me to pick you up. I'm sure he has arranged to have a car for you. I am going to drop you off at your apartment. The name is Chet" the old man says as he bows his head and motions me to get into the car.

The ride seemed to go on forever till we were at my apartment. Thanking Chet I got out of the car and grabbed all the belongings that I brought with me. I walked to the building that says "office". Pulling the door open I see a short stocky man behind the counter. The nameplate on the desk says "Bill Jones". As I approach his desk, he looks up at me. "Hi sir, my name is Niko Riggs. I'm here to pick up the keys to my apartment" I say as I put my elbows on the counter and look at the man.