I've never been one to give in to extort but this time is different. My foster Dad from New York always told me to take up for myself and help those who needed it. He was the best. A single dad with three other children, including me. Donna lived on the same street, that's how we started dating.

I combed my hair with my hand a few times and tried to smile.

I failed.

I rubbed my blue blazer and adjusted it, slightly. I examined my carefully picked outfit, though I didn't pick it out.

I haven't worn Chucks in forever.

With a deep groan, I snatch up my keys and wallet. It doesn't take me long to go down the stairs, out the door, and into my car. When I start it up, I cruise slowly down the street. After about two minutes I reach Kim's house, after a security check, I get in the gate and park in the driveway. The sun was setting, looking like an orange cut in half.

My little inside joke makes me smile for the first time today. I follow one of the maids silently into the house and towards the dining room.

What a great life.

/.

''So everyone I would like you to meet someone.''

The dining room was beautiful. A long brown table stretched out across the dining room. On the table were bowls and various plates of food. The wall contained mirrors and expensive looking paintings. A double window was facing me, being that I was standing at the door. White chairs with brown legs lined the long table.

The chandelier is what really caught my eye.

It wasn't a usual rich person's chandelier. It was elegant and edgy at the same time. The chandelier was basically a mess of curly crystal vines. There was a lot of them too. In the vines at the tip of some of them were flowers. The whole thing was slightly lit. I found myself staring at it in fascination.

''Jack?''

I looked beside me to Kim's mom with a confused face. I look to the table to find the family there along with faces I didn't want to see. At the head of the table was Mr. Brewer, on his left was Grace and Kim on his right. Beside them both were there boyfriends. Three chairs were vacant, she pointed to the one next to Kim's boyfriend making him roll his eyes.

I go ahead to my seat glancing at Kim who shoots me a smile. I take my seat and so does Ms. Crawford.

Mr. Brewer stands, ''now I didn't set up this dinner, I actually had a meeting with Eddie but I'm here instead so let's enjoy it.''

He smiles brightly at the end of his announcements and gets seated. Shortly afterwards the maids bring in main courses, mainly sea foods. Including lobster, crab and squid. I thank the maid and start to pick at my lobster. I then look up at what everyone else is doing. My father is on his iPhone, ignoring his food. Grace was nervously eating her shrimp while her boyfriend whispers to her. Kim is picking at her food when she meets my eye. She mouth 'Kill me now' and smiles. I laugh quietly.

Mrs. Crawford must have noticed because she nudged me. When looked to her she gave am a look I couldn't place. So, I shot her a confused face.

She leans towards me revealing previously unseen cleavage, ''you don't look like you're enjoying yourself.''

This made me angry, ''because its awkward and quiet.''

It wasn't like this in my foster home in New York. We were always loud and laughing at interesting things that happened that day. It was so much fun. With this family though they act like they never ate together.

''Why do you think that is?'' She whispered.

I rolled my eyes, ''look doing... favors for you is whatever but this is just plain torture.'' I whisper yell.

She smiles and leans back, suddenly something slides up my leg. It was soft and small, it was a hand. I glare at Ms. Crawford as she squeezes it and let's go. I felt uncomfortable and hungry but first I need to get a conversation started.

''So, how was everyone's day?'' I ask hoping to spark something to lighten the mood.

No one answers at first but eventually Kim speaks up.

''Okay I guess, you?''

''Okayish.''

She nods and the awkward silence fills the room, again.

Why won't you people just talk?

''What about you Da-Mr. Brewer?''

Stupid.

''I got a lot done in the office today so yeah it was good.'' he answered not noticing me almost calling him Dad.

Ms. Crawford mumbled something under her breath but Mr, Brewer noticed.

''What was that, dear?'' he asked setting his iPhone down.

''Nothing... it's just you always talk about your work-''

''Well because I kind of own a company.''

''That doesn't mean that you have to talk about it twenty-four seven.''

''I don't talk about my work twenty-four-''

''Oh yeah you don't because your never home,'' she says with a glare.

''I don't see you working!''

She became enraged by this and jumped to her feet.

''Work? WORK!? THAT'S ALL I EVER DONE!''

''FOR WHAT?! EVERYTHING YOU OWN I PAID FOR... I-IF IT WASN'T FOR ME YOU WOULD BE LIVING IN SOME DITCH PREGNANT AND ALONE... don't get it twisted...''

My father was on his feet now, too. He defiantly had my anger issues but he had better control. Ms. Crawford was lost for words with a hurt look on her face.

''Excuse me...'' she said quietly.

She slowly walked out of the room leaving all us in uncomfortable silence. My father tool a deep breath and left the room as well. The boys glanced at each other then at me. Brody rose to his feet and shook his head.

''What did you do, Jack?'' he said moving towards me.

I stood and smiled, ''I'm sorry everyone obviously you guys aren't a talkative family for a reason.''

I waved at Grace and Kim and made my way to the door when Brody had to make things worst.

''That's right leave bastard.'' He whispered.

Rage welled up inside of me. I turned and punched him right in the nose. The punch was so hard he fell back on the floor, holding his nose. Grace looked a scared little bunny, looking nervously at Brody. He laid there for a minute cursing and holding his nose. Kim's boyfriend got up to see if he was okay.

Kim stood and walked over to me, ''Jack you got to control yourself.''

I nod and turn to leave but she grabs my wrist pulling me back around to face her.

She looks down then up to me, ''is something going on with you and my Mom?''

''No.''

I can't believed I lied to her. It killed me on the inside but I had to figure this out without her getting hurt. That meant keeping her in the dark on this. I didn't smile because it would be a nervous one and she would be able to tell that I'm lying. She let go of me and simply left.

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