Clinton..
Still fuming he went straight to his room and lay down face up staring at the ceiling, anger cooling as he recalled the incident.he has this fury,hot temper that made his staffs, editors and even professors fear him and did I mention that he was the only one of his friends in the uni?, he knew Jeff from the University, they were in different facilities so they never discussed or crossed part too much.he was angry at how stupid Jeff was being, he immediately picked up his camera and deleted his pictures changing his mind on using him as his novel character.
He stood up and went to the bathroom to shower...took his clothes off one after another and then staring at his perfect body in the mirror, he smiled and said to himself "I feel pity for the girls that crush on me hahaha not in for that kind of shit." He laughed out loud and turned on the shower, the water slide down his body in a cold embrace, sending shivers down his body..he let his long hair down as he put some shampoo in it his mind started thinking about his date life.
It would be nice to shower with someone someday, letting them wash your hair kiss you on every part of the body and carrying you out of the bathroom. he thought.he immediately snapped himself out of that thought quickly washed up and stepped out of the bathroom. drying his body with the heavy towel his phone buzzed.
It was Emmanuel.
Emma:hello
Clinton:hi wats up
Emma: are you ok,hope you aren't hurt anywhere.
Clinton:quit worrying I'm ok just a little scratch in my fist but I'm fine.
Emma: have you put some first aid in it?
Clinton:yes sir.
Emma: fewwww I was so worried about you, you are so hot tempered but I liked the way Jeff got it from you hahahaha
Clinton: whatever (he put his phone on loud speaker as he dropped it and started looking for something to wear) what are you up to now, are you home?
Emma: yeah just got home now.
Clinton: hmmm and the first thing you did was call me, have your called your girlfriend?
Emma: I should send you her number to call her.
Clinton:hahahahhahaa why should I she is yours not mine.
Emma: whatever what are you doing yourself.
Clinton: dressing up just finished having my bath I will eat later on the write.
Emma: hmm ok so you were talking about using me as a character in your novel can I get a hint of what it's about.
Clinton: nope love we will talk later bye.
Emma: there it is changing subject right? Don't you dare hang up.
Clinton: hello hellooooooooooo Emmanuel hello Emmanuel ( teasing him)
Emma: you can hear me loud and clear stop pretending.
Clinton:hahahaha aight you got me but seriously I got to now bye.
Emma: right bye.
He dropped his phone smiling, his mood was now lightend and his stomach growled in hunger, he quickly pressed the bell and requested for his dinner right away.
Emmanuel just dropped the phone smiling as well, Clinton was always smiling with him never angry with him but was always pissed at everyone.well they were best friends right.
Jeff.
He was nose bleeding as he headed out of the pool area. he was very angry at how Clinton Punched him, how dare he as he walked he sighted his step bro Steve waiting for him at his usual spot.he quickly wiped his nose and moved to him in a strict manner.
Jeff: move your ass!! ( She said rudely)
Steve:hi bro good day.
Jeff did not reply he just moved straight to the car masking his vulnerability.
They drove home quietly as usual no talks just quick glances at each other from time to time. Steve was a sweet little guy, he was adorable and cute, fair and has very tender skin, he was quite, kindhearted and neat.
They got home and each silently went to their rooms, his mom was out on a business trip as usual. After taking his bath he came down and went to converse with the kitchen staff.steve was always like that, he was kind to everyone not fierce and rude like jeff.soon food was ready and Steve went in to call Jeff.
Steve:(knocking) Jeff Jeff
Jeff: ( opens the door) what is it????
Steve: ( scared as usual) I'm sorry but dinner is ready.
Jeff:( feing anger,grabs him by his collar shirt) have I told you or not to stop calling me for dinner ( he was looking very mean but his anger died immediately he saw a tiny tear in Steve's eyes) Steve .....(Releasing him) Get out.
Steve quickly ran out, he was used to this but tonight was different, Jeff hesitated Jeff never stares into his eyes but today he did and looked kind of weak.
Jeff quickly slammed his door and sat down, what was that his heart shattered at the sight of the boy's tears.has he always cried like this before or Everytime??
Why did he keep coming then.
Something inside of him was moved, he didn't know what exactly but he felt something not just pity or brotherly love something else. since his father brought that boy and his mother home, he had never felt love towards them. His father died and handed everything to Steve's mother until after his university. his hatred increased but now thinking about it made him realize that that woman and her son has done nothing other than love him but all he could do was hate them and treat Steve like a slave.
Tears dropped from his eyes and he mutterd."I'm sorry dad."
He lay down and contemplated weather or not it was too late to start loving the only family he has.the only ones cheering him.