The delivery

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

Since your parents were constantly travelling for work, you hardly see them, and you couldn’t count how many shows and books depict rich kids complaining about their parents neglecting them while they wipe their ass with money. You’d wish your’s would ignore you like that and just let you get on with your own life. Sadly, they usually call every few days not to see how you’re doing but to inform you about your younger sister’s fantastic achievements.

It’s not enough for them that your one of the top ten fighters in the country or that you can speak four languages. It’s not your sister’s fault; she’s just happy to have their attention for once, so you can’t be mad at her. So to cut a long story short, they’re off travelling and your left at home. Just how you like it with your head shoved under a 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.

You don’t even need to look at the sarcastic voice to know that Sabastian is standing in your doorway. Your parents hired him when you were just a kid to help maintain the house and look after you and your sister. Honestly, he’s like a grandfather to you, complete with sarcastic remarks.

“I thought I’d given you the week off?” you say with your head still buried under the 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 remotely has any nutrition in it. Now, come on and drag yourself out of bed. I have something to give to you.”

You just groan and slowly lift your head, just in time to be blinded by the curtains that once kept the sun at bay 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.”

You reply with another more annoyed groan and bury your head into the pillow.

“Sir, please do your best to wake up. I would hate to have to get the hose again so soon after I’ve dried the sheets.”

You knew he was all too serious with that treat, and you have a history of wet bedsheets to prove it.

“Fine”, you groan, removing your head from under the pillow and the soft cocoon of your blanket and get to your feet. Looking at Sabastian, he’s wearing his usual black butler’s suit with his black hair tied into a long ponytail and that smug grin on his wrinkled face.

After polishing off the breakfasts, you look at Sabastian, who has been sitting across from you with his smug grin the entire time you were eating.

“Sir, you need a girlfriend.”

It’s a good thing you had finished eating; otherwise, you would have choked at this sudden statement.

“Why, where did this come from?” You ask, shocked.

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

“Oh sure, let me just go outside to the line of woman who wants 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.”

You 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 from the show avatar, so unless you’ve got here, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Correct as usual, Sir.”

You just stare at him. “You can’t be serious” you expected him to start laughing, telling you how he had finally got a sense of humour and was just pulling your leg. Unfortunately, he was as serious as always.

“How the fuck did you even manage this?”

“I think it would be best if you just accept it, Sir, now she believes that she has been hired as a bodyguard for yourself since you seem incapable of avoiding trouble.”

“But why thou?”

“Because Sir, an opportunity presented itself, and you are becoming more and more isolated. When did you last talk to someone other than me?”

You think for a moment trying to remember a time to prove him wrong, but you couldn’t. If you had to guess, it had been at least seven months since you had spoken to anyone other than him or my parents.

“So what did you order me a Girlfriend? I would never go through with that.”

He gives a knowing nod “of course I knew you wouldn’t, Sir, this is to help you grow as a man. You will have to make the decision yourself if you want to pursue a relationship with her. Your father has informed me that he has been receiving some ‘colourful’ letters over the last few days, and this was his instruction to hire security.”

“So basically, I don’t have a choice.”

He smiles “no, you don’t, I’m afraid.”

“So basically, even if I don’t fall head over heels, she’s still necessary for my protection?” you groan while letting your head fall towards the table, “well, at least you can help me.”

Your not even looking at him but can feel Sebastian smiling, “I’m afraid I have the week of Sir and a flight leaving in two hours.”

“I hate you.”

“Also, she will be arriving sometime tonight. She has access to the grounds so that she will let herself in.”

You stare in disbelief as he casual walks to the door and steps outside “one last thing, Sir, she believes you are the one who restored her sight. Please freshen up before she arrives. And good luck.”

And just like that, the door closed, and you were alone. Great, you better start planning where to bury his body.