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(Mystery guy's pov)

I dread the moment he comes home it sucks every time he walks in that door all hell breaks loose. My father is a man of power the governor of Illinois his life is perfect, pleasing, and pristine the only thing out of place is me I don't belong in his palace of wonder. It's eight maybe he won't come home he's late but I don't dare not have dinner ready he's having people over so I make sure the veal parmesan isn't cold and when I am done Father walks in. Apparently it was to much to ask for one night of peace.

"Hello son is dinner ready." He has never talked like this it is calm and almost loving, almost, what is wrong.

"yes sir and the table is set the wine is poured and the food is warm." I don't dare slip up I have no clue what might happen tonight. He walks to the dinning room I get nervous, what if I pored the wrong wine or used the wrong plates?

"Tobias get in here." he sounds a bit confused what am I going to do all I know is I must listen. "were is your place?" now I am the one that is confused never in my seventeen years have I eaten with my fathers work friends.

"sir I was not aware I was joining you would you like me to set a place?" he looks at me strangely

"Son they will be over shortly hurry and set yourself a place." only one thing runs through my mind you can't mess this up.

"yes sir." I quickly set my place and as soon as I am finished my fathers closest co-worker comes to the door and I let him in and I greet him as I always do.

"good evening Mr. Prior." as I greet him I realize I am still in my school uniform I should go put on something nicer.

"good evening Tobias will you be joining us for dinner." he asks me this every time we have him over

"actually tonight I will but first I must change into more appropriate attire." he raises his eyebrow

"but I think the uniform looks fine and from what I understand girls love a uniform." I laugh a little

"thank you Mr. Prior but I don't think father would like it to much I believe he wanted to match." that's a lie but now I must match father. Great what color was he wearing? ahhh I forgot how careless of me.

"alright then see you soon." I walk up the stairs and find my father in my room looking in backpack well now I know what I should wear

"father Mr. Prior is down stairs." he turns to me slowly, the paper with the information for prom is in his hands.

"Are you planning on going to prom?" he doesn't look at me he just looks at the paper I must stay on his good side.

"well it's not for a few months so I just kind of ignored the paper." he looks at me and nods.

"alright get dressed." he walks out I put on my dark green dress shirt my grey vest and slacks and head down stairs. Nobody is in the living room so they are all waiting for me in the dinning room I have slipped up and I am certain I will be beat for my lateness I rush to the dinning room and get to my seat next to my father. The others at the table didn't notice me but my father did and I will get it later.

"Tobias." my father is not pleased with me. "Mr. Kang asked you how school was going."

"oh I am dearly sorry for not hearing you and to answer your question it's going great my grades are up and prom is coming up but I have no one to go with so I think I'll just stay home and study." Kang has a smirk on his face he reminds me of my father.

" What? A handsome boy like you should have girls fawning over him." How do I respond to this? I don't talk at school, my friends and I play sports but I only play because it makes my father happy and I get beat a lot less during base-ball season which is coming up so that will be nice but then I remember I have not responded.

" Well sir I guess they only see my looks and I want someone who will take time to know me." instead of Kang responding Mr. Prior does.

" Wow Tobias that is very thoughtful. Kang has anything so thoughtful ever came to your mind?" Kang dose not respond Mr. Prior raises his eyebrows and lets out a small chuckle. "thought so." I ask my dad if I may be excused. He gives me permission to leave and the conversation noticeably picks up at the table.

I get to my room, change into my Harry Potter pajamas and look at my fanfiction page and see I have a message it is from a person have never gotten a message from before, so I open it and am taken aback I reread it like a thousand times but still have no words. I stare blankly at the screen for I don't know how long but I am woken up by a hand on my shoulder. I jerk up and see Mr. Prior there. Has he read the message it's vague for someone on the outside so that's good, but he will know something is up. Then I realize he's not looking at my computer but my pajamas.

" My daughter loves the Harry Potter movies." He looks as if he thinks it is childish, but my love of Harry Potter is NOT immature. It keeps me sane in this hell hole.

"that's cool has she read the books." he is confused, why?

"there's books? Hum maybe I should get back to you on that. or pay more attention at home oh well I better get going my family can't wait to come tomorrow night for your birth-day." The longer Mr. Prior stays the more impatient my father gets so it is good he is leaving.

"I look forward to talking with you later." I am happy but sad he is leaving for if he stays father has less time to beat me because he has a well organized day and he goes to bed at ten no matter what. But on the other hand if he stays I will get beat a lot harder than usual. You can't win when you are the broken person hiding behind lavish empty unfulfilling objects of this life.

" alright well have a nice night Tobias." he leaves my room and I take out school books to make it look like I'm doing work. I can still hear Mr. Prior talking to my father but as soon as he leaves my father comes up the stairs. When he opens my door I turn around and see he is supper angry I stand up and he is right in front of me he grabs my shirt pulls me up and throws me on the ground.

" you selfish brat I invite you to dinner with kindness and you leave early, you don't appreciate when I do nice things I pay for nice school, I give you nice close, I feed you nice food, and I give you a wonderful home." he is wrong about this being a home. To me it is prison but before I can respond I feel his belt on my back but his words hit me harder than any blow to the back could.

" you are worthless." the belt comes down "just die." the belt comes harder. "nobody loves you." this continues for what feels like hours.

" get to bed you worthless creature. You need to be ready for school." I do as I am told I will clean up in the morning.

I get up at four in the morning like I always do he is never awake and this way I can leave before he wakes. I take a clod shower to wash the cuts, when I get the ointment on I rap my abdomen up I get dressed in my black dress shirt and the uniform sweater vest with my black slacks and out of place Chuck Taylors I put the books that lay on my desk in my backpack. I go to the kitchen and get a pop tart but don't toast it. I get in my car and drive to Zeke's house he is already outside waiting. He gets in and in true Zeke fashion tries to get me to talk.

"Hey Four Happy birth-day." I just smile and we do our secret hand shake thing from like the third grade. Zeke gave me the nickname Four because Zeke swears I have only ever said four words but honestly it was probably more like three but I won't correct him.

" so anyway Shana is making me go to prom and for it to be bearable I think you should come." as he is talking I pull into taco bell knowing he wants breakfast. the voice comes through the speaker.

"Welcome to taco bell may I take your order." I decide to surprise Zeke.

" yah I want like nine of those breakfast taco things." my voice is deeper than I meant for it to be and Zeke is stunned because usually he climbs over me and he talks into the speaker. and the whole way to school which is a thirty minute drive he won't stop talking about how I talked. we get to school and we go to our group of friends and Zeke is the first to talk.

" Four said actual audible words." everyone is surprised I just shrug my shoulders.

Eleven-o' clock rolls around and I am so happy that it is only an hour till lunch but I remember I still haven't responded to last nights message I type the first thing that o thought last night which was I had no clue that people noticed me. I send it and I know it will be a while before I get a response because it is the middle of the school day. When I am done with the hell that is math I have a free period because I have plenty credits to graduate this year so in this time I write fanfiction. I finish a chapter and post it as Zeke comes out of his class.

"hey what are doing?" my friends don't know about my love for Harry Potter so I show him the picture of his brother Uriah drunk and spooning his ex-girlfriend Zoei I know Zeke lost his copy so I send it to him I will apologize to Uriah later they just can't know about Harry Potter.

"Ha! Thanks man." I give him a thumbs up. I would use sing language but Zeke refuses to read or lean something if it is not required for school, and even then he complains more than he does the actual task. We get Shana and her and Zeke talk about were to go for lunch. We do this enough that they know I don't care were we go.

"Hey, Four you ok with Quiznos." I give them a thumbs up and hop over the hood of the car. We all get in the car and Zeke puts in one of the many C.D's he keeps in my car this one I don't mind it's Bon Jovi slippery when wet. Their an older band but I prefer old rock to the noise that some people listen to. We get to Quiznos and order then eat lunch.

" Hey Four will you wait for me after school I have detention." I give him a look that says fine but I am not happy about it. But to be honest I enjoy waiting in the school parking lot and doing my homework in my car.

"yes! You are a life saver." I know the only reason Zeke asked me was because his other option would be calling his mom and if I drive him he can just say that I was helping him with his homework which is not a lie because I will end up helping him with it. As we drive back to school I remember that Mr. Prior and his family are coming for my birth-day but the people I really want there are Zeke and Shana.

"Hey so my dad is having this birth-day thing and I was wondering if you two wanted to come." again my voice is much deeper than I thought it would be. Shana isn't as surprised to hear my voice as Zeke was. She is also the one to respond

"yeah when should we be there." these are my best friends and they have no clue who my father is and no clue were I live but that is about to change and Marcus will not be pleased with this but I don't care.

" like eight it won't be a party more of a dinner but were whatever you want I will pick you up because we will be near your house anyway." she smiles.

"so I should be ready by seven." Shana has never been one for lateness sometimes I wonder how it works out for her and the king of lateness.

I am sitting in my car doing my homework which I am almost done with when my phone rings.

"Hello?" I didn't recognize the number but I picked up anyway the voice is male and I have no clue who it belongs to.

"Am I speaking with Marcus Eaton?" who is this?

" No, sir this is his son Tobias." why is this man looking for my father?

"could you give me his phone number." what

"could you give me your name." he pauses

" I'm sorry I am Marc Smith the president's campaign trail manager." Why are they trying to contact my father.

"yes of course it's (312-735-9018)" Zeke comes to my car.

"Thank you." he sounds annoyed but I guess I will never know why.

"yep." he hangs up. I hate phone conversations they are the most awkward thing known to man.

"So who was that?" I don't know why Zeke asks so many questions

"wrong number." he just nods his head and we start to work on his homework but it shouldn't take too long because Zeke is not stupid he's just lazy.

Once his homework is done I start my car and Zeke turns the volume of my stereo all the way up, and I roll the windows down. As we go down the free-way I can't help but think how father will react when he sees my friends.

"so what should I put on for dinner." Zeke is a great friend and he is always polite when he has to be like now he has never been to my house and has no clue what to expect.

"Zeke I think you should wear what you want." when did my voice get so deep around my father and his work friends it is at least an octave higher.

"alright I'll let Shana choose." he won't admit it but Zeke is so whipped

When we arrive at Zeke's Shana is waiting in the driveway she isn't far from home she lives next door but she is in a black dress that has a corset top and fluffy bottom that stops mid thigh . Zeke sighs

"dam she is making me dress fancy." I do the only logical thing to do in this situation I make a whip sound so Zeke knows I think he is whipped. he punches my arm and we laugh. When I park the car and get out Shana immediately starts to tell Zeke what he should wear. but when Zeke opens the door to his house she stops talking. Zeke's mom has decorated the living room in balloons and streamers and his mom Hanna engulfs me in a hug.

"Happy birth-day Tobias." I love Zeke's mom she became my mom after Evelin left me they all know my real name but all of us think four is cooler.

"thanks Hanna this is amazing." what is up with my voice all day it's supper deep but now it is back to the way it is normally.

"alright you guys get going Zeke texted me that you were going somewhere." This is what a family should look like.

" We will but first Zeke has to change." Shana is persistent as she pushes Zeke up the stairs and I follow. Me and Shana sit on in the upstairs lounge room were we wait for Zeke to come and show us what Shana set out for him. when he comes out the shirt he is wearing looks like the last time it fit him was the eighth grade.

"do you have a shirt like this in a bigger size." Shana will not leave this house until they match and it is quite comical to watch.

"yes, but this is the one you set out for me." he is getting snarky and I would not be surprised if Shana decides to go home and change just so he has to.

"go put it on and while you're at it change your attitude to." Zeke comes out shortly after Shana put him in his place. His shirt fits like it should and we are finally ready to go. we all get in my car and glad they have no other way to leave and I have to take them home so I can stay out until a little after ten and not get beat. By the time we pull up to my drive way I notice that the Priors are not hear and my father is not home yet. when we walk into my prison I take them to my room or as I call it my cell. Zeke looks at what little possessions I have as I get ready I keep my pants on because they are still clean and just take off my sweater vest put on a normal vest and white tie. as I am finishing up Zeke picks up the blue sculpture my mom gave me the day she left.

" Zeke can you put that down." I'll admit it I an a little annoyed

" oh sorry." as he sets it down he looks at my book shelf

" have you read all of these books or do you just keep them to look smart."

" yes I have read all two hundred and sixty-four books on that self." I just wait for the teasing

" hey four I have a question."

"yes Shana."

"why all of the sudden are you talking to us." I don't get time to answer because the door bell rings. I rush down the stairs I open the door to find my father on the ground I presume he is drunk seriously it is my birthday ass-hole. I rub my temples and the Priors car comes up the drive way terrific.

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