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Chapter 9 by TheMouse TheMouse

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Confessions

You’d think that by now i would be used to this feeling but it’s just as uncomfortable as it's always been. The house I live in is large enough for 10 people and yet most days it’s just myself and Sabastian, who I now regret giving the week off as the silence in this house is slowly driving me mad.

Since my parents are always travelling for work I hardly see them, I can’t count how many shows and books depict rich kids complaining about their parents neglecting them while they wipe their ass with money. I'd wish mine neglected me and just let me get on with life, no they normally call me every few days not to see how I’m doing but to inform me about the amazing achievements of my younger sister.

I mean it’s not enough for them that I’m one of the top ten fighters in the country, or that I can speak four languages, it’s not my sister’s fault she’s just happy to have their attention for once so I can’t be mad at her. So to cut a long story short, their off travelling and I’m left at home just how I like it with my head shoved under my pillow during the morning hours of a Sunday.

“I see you’re making the most of your alone time, Sir.” an old velvet voice calls out with sarcasm dripping off every word.

I don’t even need to look at the sarcastic voice to know that Sabastian is standing in my doorway, my parents hired him when I was a kid to help maintain the house and to look after me and my sister, honestly, he’s like a grandfather to me.

“I thought I’d given you the week off?” I say with my head still pressed onto my pillow.

“You did, however, if I’m no longer here, I’m sure you would burn the house down within a day, not to mention you would hardly eat anything that even remotely has any nutrition in it. Now, come on and drag yourself out of bed I have something to give to you.”

I just groan and slowly lift my head, just in time to be blinded by the curtains that kept the daylight sun out being pulled open.

“Seriously?”

“The early bird gets the worm, Sir, now hurry up and get dressed while I prepare something for you to eat that won’t cause your organs to shut down at the age of thirty.”

I reply with another more annoyed groan and bury my head into the pillow.

“Sir please do your best to wake up, I would hate to have to get the hose.”

I knew he was all too serious in this treat I have a history of wet beds to prove it, “Fine” removing my head from under the pillow and the soft cocoon of my blanket I get to my feet. Looking at Sabastian he’s wearing his usual black butler’s suite with his black hair tied into a long ponytail and that smug grin on his wrinkled face.

After polishing off the breakfasts i look at Sabastian who has been sitting across from me with his smug grin the entire time I was eating.

"Sir, you need a girlfriend."

It's a good thing I had finished eating otherwise I would have choked at this sudden statement.

"Why, where did this come from?"

"Sir you are twenty-two years old and to my knowledge have never had a significant other, and your not getting any younger."

"Oh sure let me just go outside to the line of woman who want to date me, oh wait."

"I know because of your parent’s wealth some people have tried to take advantage of you Sir, but it pains me to see you alone, you don't want to end up a lonely old man like me."

“I think I’ve still got fifty years left before that happens.”

“It would appear so, however, I have taken the liberty to set up a meeting with a young woman who I believe you once had a crush on.”

I give him a stare of murderous intent "I've never been one to beat on the elderly but I'm starting to reconsider this just for you."

Sebastian just giggles "sir while I don't doubt this I think it would be best if you listen for a moment."

"Sebastian I have only ever had a crush on a few cartoon characters the biggest being Toph form the show avatar so unless you've got her I don't know what you're talking about."

"Correct as usual Sir."

I just stare at him "You can't be serious" I expected him to start laughing telling me how he had finally got a sense of humour and was just pulling my leg, unfortunately he was as serious as always.

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