Chapter 2

Eva is of average height, and had a vicious charismatic spirit. I stared into her emerald green eyes which were clouded with worry and concern. Within a second it disappears, like as though it wasn't there. 

She whips her golden neatly braided ponytail over her shoulder with a soft smile. She doesn't push it, and I'm grateful for that. "How does girls night sound?" she asks me with a wink. I blink, "what?" I choke out in surprise. 

"Oh come on, you never have fun, you're always thinking or worrying. At least, just for tonight, please.." she pleads, blinking her cute eyes at me. I turn away with a heavy sigh. "alright." I say in agreement, finally giving in.

"Really?" she squeals in excitement. I nod, a small smile forming on my lips. She gives me a tight hug nearly squeezing the air out of my lungs, before pulling away. "I'll finish my shift soon, wait for me." she whispered before hurrying back to her post.

Eva was the only person I could communicate with, to a certain degree. If I hadn't met her, or if she wasn't here; I don't know how I'd cope. This was her way of cheering me up.

Finally, I pushed aside the ill feeling I had concerning Mr. Knot and carried on with the cooking.

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In this town called Helium, there are different classes of people. They consist of: the rich, the poor and the average class. 

Being rich in Helium comes with benefits, popularity and a sense of power. However, it is the complete opposite when it concerns the poor who live here. 

I'm extremely lucky to be from an average family. I had access to certain privileges, but its not the same with the rich. They have access to all the possible privileges. Living in Helium is about survival, power, wealth and position. 

"Where do you think we should head to first?" I hear Eva ask, I blink snapping out of my thoughts. "Um.. I.. have no idea, you choose." I suggested, she stares at me blankly for a moment before she begins to bounce once more in excitement.

'Where does she get this much energy from?' I thought to myself. 

"I know just the place, come on." she said, pulling me along. It's been over thirty minutes since both our shifts had ended. 

Though it isn't too late to go for a tour, and probably have something to eat too. Being late wouldn't be good for either of us, so we had to be quick. 

Eva stops in front of a beautifully designed restaurant, it seemed natural yet familiar. My thoughts are interrupted by the smell of grilled meat. 

Before I can completely gather my thoughts, she pulls me along while she leads the way. "This is the best, trust me." she says, while leading us both to the counter.

We take a seat by the window, and not too long after; a waiter comes to take our order. "The bill is on me." Eva says, and I nod. "I'll take some..." I hear her say to the waiter, before I zone out completely. Not noting what she had ordered for us both. 

Suddenly, the air went completely quiet, even Eva had gone quiet. I look around to see a tall man with a well built physique, with blue black hair and eyes as blue as blue sapphires. 

He also wore a black mask I noted, watching as his bodyguards followed him to the counter wordlessly.

Everyone's eyes were on him now, but he didn't seem to care or notice. "Hayden Wren," Eva whispers and I whip my head in her direction.

"Hayden Wren.. Who is he?" I ask, and her eyes widen in disbelief. "You mean you don't know him?" she asks again and I shake my head to affirm.

Eva face palms herself before replying, "he is the youngest and most successful billionaire in town.

He has many fans and enemies alike." She explains briefly and I digest the information. My eyes flutter to my right, where he was calmly sitting; eyes scanning the menu.

"How was I to know?" I mumble, picking on the food that had been served to us both some moments ago. "It's because you don't go out much." she says dismissively, ending our conversation. She begins to eat soon after as well. I pause, that was true; totally true.

I look up from my plate, but my breath gets caught in my throat up; when I accidentally lock eyes with him. I've never seen anything as beautiful as his eyes.

It takes all my mental strength to look down at my plate, though I could still feel his eyes boring holes into my head.

I try not to think too much of it as I chew my food. Soon, my mind is completely occupied by different thoughts that I forget about Mr. Hayden for a while. 

When I eventually look back up, when I'm done with my meal, he was gone; with no trace. I turn towards the window, and stare into the night sky while waiting for Eva to finish up; "Hayden Wren..." I mutter with a faint smile on my lips.

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Eva had insisted we should walk home together, to which I reluctantly agreed. We both lived in the same neighborhood, so it wasn't much of a problem. 

With a sigh, I find myself walking back to my personal hell after bidding Eva a goodbye. 

My thoughts kept drifting back to the mysterious billionaire I had locked eyes with at the restaurant, Hayden Wren. 

I couldn't help but wonder why he had kept looking at me, even when I had looked away. What I didn't realize was that something terrible was waiting for me at my doorstep. 

As soon as I spot the familiar figure sitting at the steps, with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and the other in his hair. Dread immediately washed over me, and I suddenly couldn't move. "Father?" I whisper, "don't call me father, brat." He spat.