Chapter 5:

DEXTER'S POV:

  After what felt like hours, I finally arrived at my father's house and seeing my Aunt's car just made me understand, Matteo is here.

The entirety of Matteo's existence I hated, he was the perfect person, everyone's sunshine boy and it made my father give me unimaginable heights to reach. Anything and everything I did was always compared to Matteo and it made me extremely sick to my stomach where my hate grew from.

  From the doorstep I could hear laughs coming from the yard so I head into the yard and see Aunty Gi and my annoying father having a sibling moment.

   “Aunty Gi” I say as I hug her, “father” I give him a curt nod.

  “Look at you Dex, you've changed a lot” she smiles as she touches my shoulder.

  “Lots of work out Aunty” I give her a tight smile.

 “It is paying off,” she laughs again, “your cousin is in the garden. Be nice” she warns.

 “I'll try”.

  The garden always reminded me of my mother. She adores flowers and anything floral, most of our home decorations were all floral based and my father decided to keep all her designs as a way of preserving her memory.

  “Cousin, cousin. Such a delight that you're here” I mockingly say.

 He scoffs and turns around, “Nice to also see you Dex” he gives me a curt smile.

  “Why are you back? I thought you said you were never coming back?” 

 “What a way to welcome me after five years dear cousin” he scoffs and walks past me.

  Son of a bitch.

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  Ever since my mum died, having dinner at the house was always out of it, infact staying in the same vicinity as my father was always out of question but today the annoyance of having Matteo here was beyond bounds. The unnecessary laughs and gloating of his career to piss me off intentionally was something else.

  “So, where to next?” My father asks as he drinks his water smiling ear to ear despite the fact that they've done nothing but talk about his photography tour for the last hour.

  “South Africa. They have beautiful resorts there and I have been offered a very good contract to capture some moments” Matteo replies as he pushes his plate aside.

  “Really nice. I have been to South Africa before and it is an amazing, beautiful country, and even more beautiful scenery. We should visit sometime, I miss the food” my father basically rants on and on.

  “We definitely should, it would be amazing” Matteo laughs.

  “I really am proud of you son, it brings joy to my heart honestly” father taps his shoulder and smiles.

  “So wedding preparations? How are they going?”

Matteo turns to me.

  The nerve of this idiot.

  “Really good, picked up my suit today” I push my food around on my plate.

   “Are you okay Dexy? You've barely touched your food?” My worried aunt holds my hand.

  Well asides the fact that my father has done nothing to contribute to my wedding, but pushing me into it, now all his energy is focused on my damn cousin..i'm fine.

  

  “I'm okay Aunt Gi, excuse me” I stand up and head to my room.

  I enter my room and shut the door behind me, take a deep breath and sit on my bed trying to calm my head down. What was so special about Matteo that I didn't have? I am the heir to the Grayson corporation. I have done nothing but do my father's bidding, shady or not. I never question it hell I'm even getting married to my worst nightmare just because my father said so but sunshine golden boy Matteo comes back and all of a sudden he is proud of him for doing what? Taking pictures of fucking animals in South Africa? Fuck me!

  “Are you ever going to tell me why you hate me so much that even after years you still can't be in the same room with me? You loathe me that much?” I hear Matteo from the door.

  I was so drowned in my head that I didn't realize he was by my door, “I'm not in the mood Matteo” I grunt.

   “No really, all these years you have hated me for a reason that I don't know. I mean c'mon we're no longer kids shouldn't us being grown adults count for something? We're blood man”.

  “Matteo please, I don't have the time to start answering your dumb questions. There's a reason I'm in my room and not downstairs, do I look like I want to talk right now?” I ask angrily.

  He sighs and laughs a little, “it's about your father's preference towards me, isn't it?”

   I get up faster than I could think and grab his shirt, “Don't test me Matteo, there's only a little patience I have in me towards you, don't make me lose it and break your nose like I did back in highschool” I let go of his shirt, “leave”.

  “fine”, he turns to leave but stops midway, “oh and dear cousin, your father said I'm your best man, so all this anger you have towards me? Swallow it or fix it” he leaves slamming my door.

   The fucking nerve of my Father!