~6 years into the past~
I sat there with tears in my eyes. I could not even explain my sadness. Others around me had the same expression.
Hearing them all chatter I stayed there emotionless, only to hear them blame me. Blame me for something I had no control over. The death of my two beloved parents. How was I supposed to control the fact they died saving me? Alone I sat remembering the day my life changed for the worse.
I begged and begged them to not do so but they ignored and took the shots for me as the police came. I was only thirteen and I saw this horrible scene. As I sat there hugging my parents bodies tightly I begged them to wake up. I cried out their names but no response. As the hot steamy tears rolled down my face I saw red, blue and white lights flash in front of me, along with a group of police officers. The murders escaped as I got a glimpse of their faces.
The police then took my parents in bags to who knows where, and slowly escorted me into their car. Nothing could have hurt me so much as this moment. I knew what would become of me after this day, so I then created a plan to depend on no one and be the hero for those just like my parents did for me.
Shaking my head violently back and forth I watched my parents being put into the ground together as the priest rambled on in prayer. Approaching the coffins I dropped my sapphire rose specially made for them into the six foot hole.
"Mom, Dad I promise I'll make you proud I'll be the hero for those in need and become a lawyer like you always wanted me to." Taking deep breaths in began to sing a song they would sing to be every night to show their love for me, "Come stop your crying it'll be alright. J-just take my hand, hold me tight now. I-I w-will protect you from all…..Y-you'll be in my heart."
Unable to finish the song I watched as they put the dirt upon their grave crying softly so no one would hear or try to comfort me. If I was going to be the hero I would have to comfort other people not people doing that for me.
After that I took my belongings and the money I inherited and ran away. Not knowing where I was going I ran forward without a trace. My family will never find me, I was always awesome at playing hide and go seek.
~Present time~
It has been six years since then and I now live in a small apartment with my cat Abraham. I am a student a few days away from graduation, and I work at the awesomest place ever! McDonald's that's right. Stroking my fluffy not fat cat I got up and stretched as I let a moan escape my lips. Looking around I saw an unclean house with video games everywhere on the floor. For a moment I didn't care but then I thought, what am I doing with my life?
I have no boyfriend or girlfriend and I live only to work and study. I really need to get a life or I'll be forever alone. Sitting back on the couch I sighed, "You know what maybe later I got to make my mom and pop proud of me. Oh SHIT I ALMOST FORGOT TO VISIT!"
Quickly I rampaged around the house getting my jacket and wallet; I then slammed the door and made my way outside.
It took about thirty minutes to get to the cemetery since I lived in another city so my family couldn't find me. Making my way out of the car I took out flowers and began to strut to my parent's graves. Upon approaching them I kneeled down and placed the flowers on their graves before speaking. "Hey guys sorry I haven't visited in a while but you know wit studying and all….
A-anyways in three days I'm graduating college can you believe it! I'll be a lawyer soon and make y'all proud! Your son isn't going to be a drop out like you dad. I did what you always wanted. I hope your proud."
Saying these words brought tears back to my eyes remembering the rude comments I got a few years ago on how he use to be stupid and simple minded. Clenching my fist I brought his hand up to the grave markers and hugged them tightly and passionately. "W-why can't you be here with me!I-I miss you so much! I-I wait everyday to hear your voice and to her 'I love you no matter how many mistakes you make'.
I-It's been so hard. I-I wanted to die to meet with you two again, I actually tried but then I remembered you would have wanted me to live on. I miss you and I love you please wait for me! Please wait for your hero son to come to you."
Using my hand to wipe the tears away I took a last glance at the graves and walked away. Sniffling as I made my way to his car he started the engine and drove forward. However I failed to notice an expensive looking car in front of me.
Quickly I fell into a panic thinking of what he should do. To my dismay I had no time to think as a man in a suit came out of the car angered. The man had shaggy blonde hair, green eyes greener than any tree he had ever seen, and impressively large eye brows that added onto his angry expression. Just as he opened his mouth a thick British accent caught him off guard.
"Bllocks!Who is the stupid git that did this to my car," his gaze then met my Sapphire eyes, "You! Sir I do expect you know that you have to pay for the damages."
Stepping back a few steps I didn't know how to react his eye brows were so large my attention was only drawn to them. Heading right back into reality I managed to keep a neutral expression then gave a bright smile. I scratched my head nervously and laughed.
"Y-yeah sorry dude I was kind of distracted you know. Ha ha ha…."
"Well that does not make up for the fact you practically did a number on my car. This is a 2.6 million dollar car you wanker." He said in a furious rage practically killing me with his eyes. "2-.6 MILLION DOLLARS!I-I don't have that kind of money! I'm just a student, and it's just a broken bumper!"I said angrily at the other his attitude was some what contagious.
"Hmm I suppose so by your attire you look as if you are not very rich. I will how you say cut you some slack. I will only need 12,000dollars for the repair."
"F-fine… call me on this number and we can you know talk about financial things. Gosh!" Grabbing a paper and pencil from my pocket I angrily wrote my phone number down. " Dude why not stop being such a jerk and look on the bright side of thing. And instead of calling me wanker why not call be my my real name it's Alfred, also the way I dress is perfectly acceptable at least I'm comfortable and not stiff like you." Crumpling up the paper in my hand I threw it at the man's head and drove off as fast as possible. Leaving the angry Brit to stomp to the graves alone.
~time skip~
POV: It will be me from now on! . sowwy
It has been a week had pass since my encounter with the mean Brit and Alfred had finally graduated college at the age of nineteen with a 4.0 GPA. It was finally time for him to accomplish his goal and get a job as a lawyer.
Lucky for him it was a very rich and well known Lawyer Company was hiring and he could get an interview immediately. Rising from his bed bright and early he took a warm shower and got dressed in a suit, or how Alfred likes to put it 'monkey suit'. Stepping towards the mirror to look at himself. Adjusting his tie a bit he inhaled deeply.
"Today is the day you make them proud Alfred you have to make sure you get this job! You are the most awesome hero I've ever known and you're not too bad looking either."
After his little pep talk with himself he was off. In the process of driving up to a tall building he thought to himself this is it! This is the chance where he could make his parents proud of him. Parking as closely to the building as possible he got out with confidence.
Against his negative thoughts he walked into the building and took a seat in the waiting room for his named to be called. With his brief case in his hand he tightened his grip and tried to make his heart stop beating for fast.
"Alfred F. Jones the president would like see you know," A secretary said with a clip board in her hand.
"Y-yes c-coming, " He said in a flustered manner grabbing his brief case and making his way past the wooden door to a office with a beautiful view, and a person turned around in his chair. "Hello I-I'm Alfred F. Jones here for the lawyer's job sir."
"Ah yes and by the looks of your résumé it looks as if you were a very intelligent chap at that." A thick and familiar British accent said as he turned around, revealing those green eyes again stopping as he saw Alfred.
The other's angry expression returning as the other stayed there smiling like an idiot still trying to figure out why the other looked at him in such a way. A few moments of no words passed as Alfred's expression then began to become more frightened. O-oh no it's that guy I told off at the cemetery!What should I do!?
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