Paternal Bonds Shattered

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Chapter 39 (First Day of School)

Hector mourned while in Victor's living room. He'd seen it coming, but he didn't want it to end. His own little family. Sure, some days had passed since then, but it was still hell for him. Gibby, Nevel, Jeremy, Valerie, and even Sam, all gone. Fortunately, he had the sons of Gibby, Nevel, and Jeremy. Of course, they seemed to be going by way of their fathers, which was a slight bit disappointing. Victor's son didn't know of them, they did not live in the same place. Although, they did go to the same school, and Victor's son was best friends with a girl named Cara, who reminded Hector a lot of Carly Shay.

Victor rubbed Hector's back as the well-built mountain of a man trembled and shook. Gregory, Jeremy's son, Landon, Nevel's son, and Timmy, Gibby's son, all surrounded Hector and offered their support. He was like a father to them in so many ways. They didn't know too much about their fathers, just the first few years. Timmy loved his dad with all his heart, but when his mother died, he knew he would probably never see his father again. Gregory was only six, and he was already on the road to being just as messed up as his father was. Everyone could only presume it was a hereditary thing, but he definitely ordered Landon around, which was not much of a surprise. "They're gone, they're all gone. Benson and Brown just swooped right in and took them all. I should have been there, damn it! I should have been there!" Victor sighed and pat Hector's back, he felt sorry for the guy, but there really wasn't much that could have been done. As much as both of them wished there was, there was nothing.

"It's a shame, Hector. It really is, but what can you do?" Hector closed his hands and growled. If his children were taken from him, if his family was taken from him, then he would destroy Freddie Benson's family. Sam would likely be under protection right now, but Angie probably wouldn't. He would kill that little girl, and then he would kill Sam. He didn't care about Jonah and Valerie, those two could live their perfectly happy lives. He wasn't mad at them, though. Rather, he was happy. Valerie was like a daughter to him, and more than anything, he'd want to see her happy. Sam was different, perhaps it was the guilt over what he'd done to her eating him away, but he knew the paternal bonds between them was shattered.

"I don't know, Vic. All I can think of right now is…just a blur of frenzied thoughts." Victor nodded as the young boys all hugged Hector, trying to give him as much comfort as three little six year olds could give. "You kids…you know, you remind me a lot of your fathers. You do." He wiped his eyes as the boys all grinned happily. Hector took a deep breath and sighed. "So, are you three ready for your first day of school?" Anything to get him over the loss of his family. In an instant, he lost everything, he lost his entire world. Sure, they were built over evil intentions and a desire to not end up alone, but the heart was there. The heart would always be there.

"Yeah pops, let's get this school thing started," Gregory stated with a wide grin. He looked so much like Jeremy that Hector really wasn't sure what to think. Victor smiled as Hector started leading the boys out to the car. His own son was already at school, having left with that Cara girl. He peered over as his wife entered the room. He frowned and glanced away. "Hello Clarice."

"Victor, you lazy bum, did you even think to get up off your feet and say bye to Johnny before he left?" He closed his eyes and exhaled as she continued her yelling. For some ungodly reason, they were still together. After all this time, and all the fighting, one would think they'd have spilt up already. "What if something were to happen?"

"I highly doubt anything is going to happen. So I miss one day of wishing my son well in school. What's one day out of the other three hundred and sixty four days of the year?"

"It's his self-esteem that matters, Victor! Or do you want him to grow up like that freeloading friend of yours?"

"Hector is actually very successful, my dear." Victor rolled his eyes as his wife scoffed and cackled.

"Please! You made him what he is!" Yes, he'd made a lot of people very rich. He did orchestrate a specific wing of crime, staying hidden behind his publishing company. He made quite a fair share of wealth.

"What do you want me to do? You want me to go all the way to Johnny's school and tell him that I hope he has a good day? Cause if that's what you want, I'll do it!" He turned his narrow gaze to her and breathed out a warning breath.

"I just want you to pay more attention to your son, to your family! We are your family, Victor. Not this Hector guy and a couple of his illegitimate children."

"They're not illegitimate…" She really knew how to piss him off. He rose from his seat and started towards the front door, peering out the window. He hoped Hector wouldn't do anything else stupid, but had a feeling something bad was going to happen. As far as he was concerned, the whole thing with Sam was over. Whether Hector felt that way or not was really of no concern to him. Ten years to take care of his dealings with his daughter and servants had dealt a huge blow to Victor's pocket. Hector could mourn, but he definitely could not attempt to fall back into his scheme.

At the school, Johnny sat with Cara and Angie, talking happily about their first day of school. Her brother was in his own class with Rachel, Hank, and Lilly. She wished she could have class with him, but realized that his lessons were of a much higher caliber and grade than hers. "So, you two don't care? I mean, the fact that my mom and dad…"

"It's not a problem for us, really," Cara replied with a smile. Angie had just confided in the two about her past, thinking they'd run scared. The fact that they didn't run away said a lot and meant a lot to her. "Besides, I was, uh…adopted…" She didn't want to lie like that, but there were people around and if anyone knew her mother was Carly Shay, there'd be trouble. She sighed and whispered into Angie's ear. "I'll tell you the truth about my parents later, in a more private place." Angie nodded and looked over to Johnny who smiled kindly at her.

"My mom and dad? Well they're always fighting." He tapped his finger on his desk and sighed. He wished they wouldn't fight, he wished they loved each other. "Sometimes I wonder if they really do love each other or not."

"If they didn't, then they wouldn't be together, right?" He chuckled and looked to the door. Gregory, Landon, and Timmy trotted into the room. Angie looked at them and chuckled, she could have some fun with the fact that these men looked almost nerdy. Gregory sneezed and raised an eyebrow as he sat in the desk in the back of the room. Landon sat next to him, but Timmy was more concerned with exploring the room. These men, they reminded her greatly of the men that had her mother captive. So automatically, they fell under her radar.

"Angie?" The two watched as Angie rose up and moved quietly over to Timmy. Timmy looked at her and waved. Cara and Johnny glanced at each other with concern, not really sure what to make of these three boys. They did not seem friendly at all. Hell, they seemed worse than friendly, they seemed to have a somewhat dark aura emanating from them. Gregory and Landon stared at Angie coldly as she introduced herself to Timmy.

"Hello, I'm Angie, what is your name?"

"Timmy."

"Good to meet you. Can you read what's on the board?" Timmy shrugged and looked to the board, squinting at the words. He'd not been taught to read that well. Angie knelt down as he strained himself on the first word.

"Welcome back to school, I believe." He shrugged and looked over, seeing that Angie was already gone and at her seat. Shrugging he turned to Gregory and Landon, both boys were shaking their heads pitifully and pointing down. He ignored them and tried to walk forward, but his laces were caught and he was sent crashing to the ground. Angie began laughing while Cara and Johnny raised their eyebrows, unsure if this was the wisest move to make. After all, they didn't know who this kid was, and the one kid that walked in with him seemed a lot darker than they wanted to think.

Timmy sighed and undid his shoelaces while Mrs. Valdez shook her head. She would have to have a talk with Angie's parents later. Timmy got up and hurried over to a desk with Landon and Gregory. Landon pat him on the back while Gregory narrowed his eyes and stared at Angie, who was now talking to Cara and Johnny. She suddenly felt cold and looked over at Gregory. What was his problem, she wondered?

"You okay Timmy?" Landon asked with a smile. Timmy rubbed the back of his head and shrugged.

"Yeah, I'm fine. The girl's just doing a prank, that's all. Nothing to lose sleep over, right?"

"If you say so." Landon glanced over at Gregory, who was still glaring dangerously at Angie. He winced and leaned against his desk. "Gregory, why do you always seem so mad at the world and everything?" Gregory blinked and looked straight ahead, closing his eyes.

"I'm not."

"Yeah you are. I mean, it's kind of like your dad…maybe it's hereditary."

"Don't talk about Dad." He knew who it was that killed his father, and they killed him in order to help Angie. Perhaps Timmy and Landon didn't recognize her right off the bat, but when they did, they might hate her too. Wasn't she the reason for everything? No, but she was definitely part of it all. "You'll understand one day."

"Okay Greg, whatever you say." The morning announcements rang over the PA system, signaling the start of class. Timmy looked at Johnny and sighed, knowing well who he was. Sad as it was, perhaps Johnny was the only one that didn't take after his father in any way. It really was something to be proud of. Timmy tore his gaze from the trio and looked to their teacher. With class underway, he saw a pretty bright future.

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