CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER EIGHT

CALEB'S POV

Kelvin sat on the couch and looked at me suspiciously, as if my cover was about to be blown.

“Who is she?” He asked and so just kept smiling.

“It isn't something serious. We just had a few drinks, and we were drunk,” I shrugged, but he wasn't buying that.

“You have been making different excuses since, firstly you went missing with Ralph and now your fuck buddy is calling you,” He chuckled, “or did you have a threesome as well,”

“Fuck no, you know I don't like that kind of crowd,” I chuckled, tapping his chest playfully.

He smiled turned into a frown and he nodded his head, without pushing it further, Kelvin doesn't like invading privacy, if he is overstepping, he restricts and would never force you to tell him anything.

“The food is ready,” Sofia yelled, coming out of the kitchen with a tray of pasta, which looked yummy.

“Mr Bernard Hart, get down now and eat your food,” Sofia yelled and immediately Bernard came downstairs, he looked frightened by his wife’s demand, unlike my parents.

I loved seeing the love that Sofia and Bernard shared, it looked genuine, my dad and mum married for the family's benefit and they resent each other, that I'm sure of.

My parents can't stay two minutes without ripping each other's throats, except when a business partner is there.

“Where the hell have you been Bernard?” I asked, giving him a tight hug, even when I knew he hated hugs.

“Get off me,” he pushed me playfully, making me giggle.

“I heard all about your threesome, Kelvin,” Bernard said and Kelvin's mouth and mine fell open in shock.

“Dad, you were eavesdropping again, what's your problem?” Kelvin rolled his eyes, as his cheeks turned red, with embarrassment.

“I wasn't, you guys were loud as fuck,” He chuckled, taking his seat.

“Language, Bernard, they are still kids,” Sofia yelled, as she entered the dining table.

“There is nothing to be embarrassed about honey, your father and I had a lot of threesomes when we were in school,” Sofia chuckled, and Kelvin felt even more embarrassed.

“Really?” I indulged in the conversation, Kelvin gave me a deadly stare and I just smiled at him, seeing him embarrassed is rare and golden, I need to take advantage of it.

“Yes, we still do and your mum likes it,” Bernard chuckled, snacking Sofia's ass, and she jumped with a giggle.

“You are naughty, Bernard,” She smiled, serving his food.

“If you guys don't stop, I'm definitely going to throw up,” Kelvin sneered, serving pasta for himself.

He always felt disgusted seeing his parents all loved up, but I don't, I feel it's cute and wish my parents did it.

After we finished dinner, which was merry as usual, I headed back home, knowing my parents would be around.

After thirty minutes of driving, I arrived home.

“I'm home,” I screamed at the top of my voice but my voice just echoed, even if my parents were around, their cars were parked outside.

I walked to my dad's office and pushed it open slightly, and saw him making a call.

“Yes we would get the contract sent to you, before noon tomorrow,” He said to the caller, as he paced around in his office.

“Dad, I'm home,” I whispered, hoping not to get the usual cold response from him.

“Caleb fucking Miles, this isn't the time for your shenanigans, get the fuck off my back and close my door, I'm fucking busy,” he sneered at me, before closing the door in my face.

I heard him twist the lock, he is a piece of shit, that I know, because I got that behavior from him.

I walked to my Mum's office and she wasn't there, nor was she in her bedroom, so I went to the movie room, and there she was watching a movie, with popcorn by her side.

“Mum, I'm home,” I called and she turned to give me a deadly stare.

“I'm not deaf Caleb, I heard you when you said it the first time,” she growled at me before focusing her attention back to the large screen on the wall.

“Can I join you?” I asked, attempting to sit beside her but she pushed me off immediately.

“Fuck, No Caleb, get the hell out of here,” She snapped at me.

I gulped hard, trying to hide my frustration and anger. In what world do parents hate their child, or I'm I just the only child with this problem?

“Fuck you mum,” I growled at her, but she didn't give me a reply.

“Wait!” She called, as I was about to open the door.

“What is it?” I asked, hoping to hear an apology or something.

“I have warned you before Caleb, don't ever tell like that when you get back from school, some of us were busy throughout the day, and rest at night,” She warned, before turning to the large screen again.

My parents were the worst set of people life gave me, and every day, I wished I were in a different situation.

I would rather be poor and have loving parents like Kelvin than be rich and have no one.

I went to the kitchen but it seemed like my Nanny had retired for the day and it was going to be only me.

I wanted to call Ralph to keep me company but that wouldn't be a good idea, I don't want to cause any commotion for our new neighbours and also my parents’ business partner.

“Fuck there is nothing here,” I garbled to myself, as I gabbed my car keys from the table.

If I leave the house now it would take my parents over ten hours to notice I am not around, so if I get missing, I would be dead before they even find me.

“I'm going to the bar,” I yelled, even if that was the least of their problems,

“I'm leaving this dumbhole of a house,” I yelled, before banging the door behind me angrily.