Kapitel 20: Chapter 19:
(WARNING: Contains abuse, bullying, and blood topic. You have been warned ^^.)
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"You have to be there on time! Do you understand?"
"Yeah yeah whatever, I'll get there when I get there," Zheon answered back on the phone, presently on the line with his father.
He is currently looking outside from the huge glass window in his room. He was on the 45th floor of their building, the marvelous city could be seen from his current perspective.
"Do not talk to me like that! Why can't you be just like Oliver, such a decent man," His father admonished him. Zheon automatically smiled.
"Sure whatever bye," Zheon quickly said and ended the call. He stared at it for a minute before hearing the doorknob open.
He turned to look at the boy who entered without permission, there could only be one person who was in a high position to do that.
"Was that uncle?" The boy asked.
"Hmm," Zheon replied as he sat back on his chair facing the computer and moved the character he was playing before he got the call. He didn't answer it at first but it soon got annoying.
"So are you going?"
"Why would I listen to that old man?"
"Zheon, man, just go. You're making your reputation worst again. Go and meet them, I heard he has a son named Jack Wade," Oliver tried to convince him while walking leisurely to towards the couch.
"And so? I ain't like you who needs prominence- Don't touch that, you didn't sanitize your hand before coming here," Zheon said not looking at him, he was busy typing on the keyboard.
"How'd you even know I was touching the cup, you didn't even give a glimpse at me? You're indeed really scary," the boy smirked as he nod.
"Oliver Wistella, just what do you want? I got no time for shits," Zheon scowled at him still busy at his monitor.
"Well, I'm glad you asked. I'm having trouble and I need help, unlike you who refuse any help you can get. As I was saying, my father brought a woman to our house and the woman has a child, they just arrived to be exact and I'm going home to meet them. Turns out we are going to be a family soon," Oliver explained while looking at Zheon who was moving his mouse rapidly.
"Great congrats. How about you look for my care?"
"Yes I found it, it's underground in hell. Now back to the topic, I don't want to have any bad influence going into our family. I want you to find out more about them, please," Oliver explained not caring about his harsh words. He peeked at Zheon who is still focused on the game he was playing.
He was waiting for his reaction or response but he got nothing, only the sound of the clacking of the keyboard can be given attention to.
Oliver Wistella, Zheon's cousin who was the polar opposite of his reputation gave out a sigh.
"I wrote their names on this paper. I'm just gonna pin this paper under this vase."
Oliver did what he said and stood up from the couch, he already wasted a lot of time in that room and needed to go for his next appointment.
An hour has passed and Zheon's teammates have now decided to log off.
"Yeah see you later Aniel Yolis Cleiin," He said as he yawned after.
"See ya, Zheon Kinnel Wistella," he responded and groaned. He did say he was feeling iffy, Zheon thought.
Zheon leaned back on his black gaming chair. He observed his room for a while to rest his eyes.
His room was modern black, white and red-themed. His bed was pitch black as well as his pillows with a hint of red and a white mattress. The flat-screen TV is intact in the exact middle as well. His room was too clean for a teenage boy.
His eyes then landed on the paper underneath the vase. He showed a disgusted face and stood up to get his black gloves and cleaning spray. He cleaned the glass table and vase before focusing his attention on the paper.
He reached for the paper and read the names out loud.
"Mother, Janine Harera. Daughter, Xyleen Hindel Harera."
The ticking of the clock was then heard, he looked at it to glance at the time. It was already 1 and a half in the afternoon, he needed to get ready for the dinner or afternoon meeting at the Exodus Family's mansion that will start at 4 PM.
Of course, he was planning on attending late to irritate his father. With no plan of being on time in mind he got back to his computer and started doing some research on them, he also called the family's butler for assistance but soon kicked him out as he didn't want anyone in his room anymore.
It took them an hour and a half to finish. It didn't take that long because the two were innocent, he just learned about how the daughter was operated on, who her father is, and how the mother met his uncle. They were inhabited in states for 5 years, he encountered it amusing how his online friend was near their location.
Zheon doesn't really have a friend as people around him are scared of him, he has men that work for him secretly and in the open too.
He was the one who started rumors about himself, murdering, enslaving, and more, he told the butler to spread it all as he didn't want anyone near him. The rumor got worst over time that it came to a point where the police warranted him but found no dirt on him at all.
He grinned as he remembered how his father got angry that time. He was not allowed to go out for a year but of course, the rebel he is, he always finds a way.
Still, he was thankful, he was stuck in his room all month that he started to take interest in online games and other things instead of fighting in the street. It was also the reason how he met his companion, Aniel Yolis Cleiin who was a pro at every online game he could find.
Zheon was still alert that's why he investigated him, he has a twin sister named Arien Yhena Cleiin. They were the twins of the Cleiin Family, it was reported that their father was in a coma for almost 5 years now because of kidnapping and their stepmother was the one taking care of them.
But Zheon knew that she wasn't taking care of them at all. She was always out gambling all their money, there were rumors that she was abusing the twins as well because the assets and liabilities left by their deceased mother's will are named after them, the stepmother has no right to the money at all, she was using his husband's fortune, and the allowance for the kids was being used for her wants only.
Zheon could not take any action since they were from another country and even though he is the rebel of the family he can't use their name to defend the situation. Zheon thinks of him as someone close to him but not to the matter that they would be friends. Maybe because they were in a similar situation.
"Where's your mother?"
"She died, I was the one who came out of her first, it was successful but then when Arien was about to be born she suddenly almost ran out of breath, what's worse she has asthma. They stabled her but in the end, only one was saved."
Zheon looked at Aniel's character who was suddenly missing its target. He could hear him gulping and catching his breath over the mic.
'That must be the reason why their mother called for the lawyer 2 weeks prior to the date of her delivery, she must've had a hunch that she won't be able to make it and wrote her last will,' Zheon thought.
"How about you? Where's your mother?"
Zheon stopped, his movement stopped, his breath stopped, and his eyes became cold.
"Master, may I come in?" The butler knocked on the door. Zheon blinked to get himself together. He then let out a fake cough and let the butler in.
"What do you need?" He asked pretending to browse his computer.
"Your car to go to Exodus Mansion is now ready, would you like me to assist your bath?"
"What the fuck? No! Get out, I can take care of myself," Zheon glared at him, he hated it whenever anyone touch his bare skin and he was sure the butler already knows that. The butler then giggled and bowed at him before leaving his room.
"Tsk, if you weren't my butler since I was a kid, I would've punched you there already," he mumbled angrily as he shuts his computer off.
Zheon got ready, took a quick bath, and wore the black suit his butler prepared for him. He combed his hair to style it up and took the key the butler left earlier. He didn't forget to wear his black gloves and black shades.
He took the elevator and pressed the underground area where the parking lot is located. The button from the key was pressed and the car lit up, he approached the white Bugatti Centodieci that was clean and sparkling from the outside.
He was satisfied with the cleanliness, he entered and his favorite strong scent cologne welcomed him.
"That old butler really does his job right, I'm gonna give him a raise."
He soon took off, he looked at his apple watch and saw that it was already 3:43. He took a U-turn that surprised the cars from behind that caused some horns and beeping but he didn't care. It took 12 minutes to get where he wanted to be.
He entered the building and showed his ID to the guard, he was scanned for any possible weapons and other things before coming in.
"Conjugal Visit for Mr. Zheon Wistella," the police shouted and two guards guided him to the prison's visiting area. It was not the first time he was here, he often visits.
There were not that many people, maybe about 5 of them were inside. He waited while looking down, the sound of the metal door clacking made him look up to see the person he was waiting for.
"..."
The guards left them to talk alone and yet no one spoke. They were looking at each other as if they're killing each other with their minds.
"How are you holding up, mother?"
"It fucking sucks my dear son," the mother said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
"Good, you should suffer your whole life in this jail, my mother, it is the best gift for you after all you love to see someone in pain," Zheon said with clear anger in his voice.
"That's right, I love to see 'someone' in pain, not 'me' suffering!" She shouted the guards were alarmed but Zheon signed them that it was fine.
"What? You don't like it now that you can't see anyone specifically your son buried in his own blood? You can't harm anyone and torture them here? Come on you've been here for 7 years already you should be used to it by now," Zheon smirked intimidating her but it was the wrong choice mentioning blood.
"Ah! Yes! Yes! Blood! Oh, fuck! I need to cut your skin and whip your back! Oh~ The blood slowly drifting from your back is the best but I have always love removing your toenails off your feet and you would shout like you wanted to die, Oh how I miss those times!"
The mother was smiling from her hallucinations, she was starting to go crazy, her hair that was curly and like a witch made her, even more, crazier and mad.
Contrary to the mother's happiness, Zheon's heart was torn into pieces. The memory from childhood when he was 7 to 10 years old came back. The four years of pain felt like thousands of years.
He was living a normal rich life ever since he was a child, although the family didn't want him as he was an illegitimate child, he didn't care. All he needed was his father, the maids, and butlers to play with, not until his father sent him to his mother after turning seven.
A smirk was plastered on Zheon's face thinking about how excited his younger self was, how innocent and pure he was, not knowing what awaits him upon entering the door.
For three years of pain and torture he learned how to fight back, he learned how to swing his fist at someone, he learned how to cut skins and he learned how to torture someone.
The father later knew about the situation and sent her to jail but it was too late. The pure son he once knew was already gone and was transformed into a beast by his own mother. That was how the seven years of freedom from his mother became a new hell for the Wistella Family.
The members of the family couldn't do anything about it since his father took all the responsibility, Zheon knew that he was still his father and the father knew that Zheon was still his son.
There were no major problems that occur but more on minor ones, that is how Zheon Kinnel Wistella earned the title of the Wistella Family's Rebel or also recognized as the disastrous example of the Wistella Family.
"It was you and your fucking bitchy father who sent me here and prevented me from doing the things I love!" She shouted and leaned towards Zheon, with Zheon's quick reaction time he stood up before his mother's head bump into his.
"Tsk! The things you love are unreasonable and fucked up. You're crazy."
"You're just like your father! I was the one who took care of you for four years and you're gonna abandon me too? Your father left me and now you!" The mother shouted with full of resentment that the veins in her neck has become visible. The guards held her and prevented her from coming any closer to him. He was thankful that her hands were handcuffed or else his hair might have been gone by now.
"Tsk! I'm going, take this crazy bitch back," he ordered and left the prison. The guards did what he said and as he walked away, his eyes were becoming colder and colder every second. His head was hurting from the memories of blood and torture.
He entered the car and ruffled his face and hair from annoyance. He wished he didn't go there. How could he think and hope that his mother can change? He thought he was an idiot and a fool.
He drove away and stopped in an alley. The car door was shut with a loud bang as he opened a pack of cigarettes, he started smoking to somehow get rid of the anger he was feeling.
All of a sudden can noises can be heard and a bunch of street boys interrupted his smoking.
"Look who we have here, the rich Rebel of the Wistella Family. I didn't think that I would meet you here in this shabby place, you know what? This place kinda suits ya!" He laughed and his underlings followed. Zheon then gave a smirk.
"I see, I guess that's why you live in this kind of place, I was just a tourist that happens to land and visit here while you live here, of course, shit should be thrown in this kind of trashy place," he said after letting out a cloud of smoke, he was too chill even though he was surrounded by at least 14 men.
"Fuxk you!"
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"Tsk!" Zheon glared at the butler who was giving him two sets of casual clothes. His suit was crumpled and was splashed by bits of blood that made him mad, he fought like a beast wanting its prey dead.
He has already knocked down an amount of them but they seem to be endless that is where the butler came and helped him. He was lectured by his butler and was brought to Sanforte Mall to change clothes.
He used to go to this mall when he was young, he used to play in the playground for kids whenever the butler was busy doing his business.
His eyes that were glaring deep into the butler's soul became sharper.
He abruptly took the left one from the butler's hand and changed in the changing room. It was already 4:20 in the afternoon. He was sure that the meeting was already finished and planned to ditch it but the butler forced him.
4:44, he entered the mansion and the Exodus Family welcomed him. He smirked at his father who was glaring at him to the bone. They said they were almost done but Zheon didn't care much, he excused that he had already eaten anyways and sat in the middle like a trashy brat.
His father eyed him as he was wearing casual clothes. He proudly sat there with a satisfactory smile.
After a minute of discussion, he finally noticed the boy who was looking down at his food and not even eyeing anyone in the room, they were just 2 seats away from each other. He was eating slowly while looking down on his plate, his father that was next to him didn't even care to look at him once.
He didn't know why but he suddenly took interest in him, maybe because of his unusual ruby red-brown eyes.
"Jack Wade Exodus," he mumbled. The boy was wearing a proper suit, his hair was black and his skin was pale. He has a figure that says he usually goes to the gym.
The meeting was finally over and his father pulled him until they got to the car, luckily his father was busy.
"You're dead once I get home, Zheon Kinnel Wistella," his father angrily pointed at him and he just nodded.
"Looking forwards to it," he smirked which made his father sigh in frustration. The father entered the car, the assistant bowed to him before entering. They then drove off.
Zheon was about to enter his car when he heard noises from the rear garden. A black-haired boy appeared in his sight, he was surrounded by four more kids. Their chatter could be heard from his distance.
"You know you could have been a better son if only you didn't kill your mother," boy #1 said.
"I didn't kill her, she died because she gave birth to me," he explained with a cold voice. It was a clear threatening voice that caught Zheon's attention.
"That's the same! Aunt Lerma was the best and kindest person you could ever meet but you ended her life just like that!"
"You monster! Aunt Lerma did her very best to stand our family in this business circle, she was the one who inspired all of us. We were happy, we all were happy with her, your father really loved her but you just wouldn't come out already!"
"She was the best Aunt! She taught us so many things, she was even excited to be with you, her smile was so bright knowing that there's a kid inside her but who would have thought that the kid she loved so much would be the end of her?"
"You bastard! You monster! You ungrateful bastard monster! How could you say you didn't kill her?"
"Tsk, do you think he wanted that too? How could a baby know that he was being born?" Zheon said to himself. He took notice of the adults that was pretending not to see nor hear the situation, they were just walking like nothing was happening.
"This family is also messed up."
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