Justin's P.O.V
The next day I woke up. It was a Friday and I was going to that school, 'Ruby Empire High' on in two days. Well, the good news was that, when I made enquiries from the internet, I found out the school was actually dope! And I think I'm gonna have a blast!
I wore a white T-shirt whose owner I didn't know. It was in the wardrobe in my room and the only reason I wore it was because I didn't have any clothes. I came to this house with no luggage.
I left for breakfast by 7:00 and we all had breakfast together. They were all going to leave me at home, alone. Bob and Mirabel were going to work and Lisa was going to school.
We hadn't said anything until Bob broke the silence. "Justin, your dad's lawyer is going to be coming this afternoon."
"For what..." I asked objectively. "Have they found out who killed them?!"
"No, not yet. Its something about your dad's will."
"My dad's will?" I didn't say anything more because the whole thing reminded me about my parents. It was so painful remembering them. If I hadn't controlled myself I think I'd have cried there.
Bob noticed my sad mood and said to me: "Come on, Justin, you got to try and get over this. You know, it happens."
'It happens??? My mom and dad being wiped out at once and by the same idiot?? It happens!?' But I only said it in my mind.
Rage began to flow through my veins and I began to feel the urge to kill that son of a gun and every asshole close to him, if I ever have the chance.
Before long they all left the house and I was alone in the house, in this large house. I couldn't even think of what to do it was so big! I put on the TV to watch anything that was on and interesting, then I jumped on the comfy sofa in the parlor.
I was going through the channels and they were boring. Then one struck me, it was a news channel and the headline was: 'WWE Superstar, Davis Cole and his wife, Michelle Cole, found dead in their duplex. Police are still investigating...'
Then the next thing I saw was : "Unidentified body found dead on the same street carrying an AK-49 and a pistol. Police have concluded that the body that was found was that of the killer..." I switched off the TV in annoyance.
I was so bored, I didn't know what to do. I felt like doing something destructive and God of War was just the antidote for my desire for violence. Seriously, is this what happens to people in my shoes??
I could go back to Lisa's room and play God of War and leave her room by two sharp. Yesterday, I can remember, she came into her room be 2:30. Just to be on the safe side. I walked upstairs to Lisa's room.
I put on the headphones and the console and started playing. I got into a different world, my world!!!
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Lisa's P.O.V
I walked into my room and saw that Justin guy playing with his whole concentration in the game. Seriously? I tapped him on his shoulder. "Hey, what are you doing here again?!" I asked with annoyance. He looked so cute when he was confused.
He removed the headphone from his ears, "Oh damn," I heard him cursing under his breath.
"You know, you need to learn something about privacy!" I said in a less angry voice but he didn't reply. I kind of pitied him, I couldn't bear to be in his shoes to lose two parents at the same time. That's hell!
"I'm sorry again." I apologized.
"No worries. I'm okay."
I sat on the table where my desktop was. "So... you're going to be joining me at Ruby Empire High on Monday." I paused "Don't worry, you're going to have tons of fun."
"I know, right. I've heard somethings about it. School for the rich!" He said and scoffed. "I don't think I'll fit in."
"Why do you think so?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know. I don't think being in the most elegant and expensive school in town is best for me. I'd prefer to remain in the school I was before."
"Good news, you're going to be in my class." I said and I saw a change in his facial expression
"Are you kidding me?"
"Is that something bad? I could tell daddy to tell the principal to change your class if you don't like it."
"No, I'm very okay with it. At least I'll have someone to talk to." He said
"Don't be scared, they're not animals. In fact, they are very handsome-boy friendly." I assured him and we both smiled.
"So, can you tell me about these classmates of ours"
"Of course. I'll be very happy to... The girls or the boys... or both."
"The girls." I replied quickly
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Justin's P.O.V
"Okay, we got Brenda Samuel. She's kind of short and is the nerd of the class. Don't try beating her in any subject because you cant..."
I smiled, "Sure?"
"Yeah, Its like she's got two brains." Then she kept talking and talking. I wasn't listening anymore. I was thinking about my future family and I tried my best not to think about my dead parents.
"Then we got Anastasia Coyde..."
I sat there, in total shock because of the name 'Coyde' I think my face turned white after that.
"What did you just say?" I asked, still in shock.
"Anastasia Coyde, my BFF. What's wrong? You like the name??"
I ignored the question. "She's the daughter of John Coyde, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, why ask?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing. I just wanted to know." I replied. Maybe if she had remembered my dad's relationship with Coyde, she would have understood. But she seemed to have forgotten.
"Okay... She's the best friend anybody could ever ask for. And she's got long red hair, green eyes..."
Daughter of John Coyde??? Seriously. How much worse could my life get? Sitting in the same class with the person whose father facilitated the murder of both my parents.
I had ditched the plan of killing Coyde and his whole lineage but this had just awoken it. Bad thoughts just came rushing into my mind. 'Maybe I could kill both her and her dad' I thought. 'Or maybe I could kidnap her and tell her dad to come get her in a specific location and BOOM! I blow his brains out' Smart right?
They were very bad and unusual thoughts. I couldn't believe I was the one having all these thoughts. Recently, I have just been filled with grief and sorrow, and darkness! I didn't think straight anymore. I've been urging for revenge since the incident occurred. I don't know why
'On the other hand... I couldn't leave that man without punishing him for all his bad deeds. But we were supposed to leave that to God.' My thoughts were pretty contradictive. Like my good side was fighting with my bad side, and there was no winner.
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By four, a man dressed neatly, in a suit came to the house. He was holding some documents in his hand. Bob came to call be from my room and the four of us sat in the parlor.
The man introduced himself as dad's lawyer. He said that dad and mom had a joint account and he read the will dad and mom made. He said that they both had six hundred and sixty million dollars in the account. That figure slapped me hard.
They had that much money and they were behaving like they had nothing. It was really surprising.
Well, he said that, forty five percent of the whole money would be mine. Thirty percent for my mom and twenty-five percent for Bob. But now that mom was dead, I was going to have seventy five percent of the whole thing.
He also talked about their buildings and lands in different parts of the world and about shares and other stuff, but I wasn't so interested. I was so proud in my parents that they saved and invested their money instead of squandering it.
After a while, the lawyer took his leave. I was still stunned by those figures. So, I was going to be having about four hundred and ninety million dollars to myself. That was awesome.
For the first time in a while, I've actually found a bright side about this whole tragic stuff, though it was not so bright. Having such an amount was unbelievable. I celebrated in my mind, because even if I don't work for the rest of my life, I wont be poor!