We had something called a complicated relationship, platonic you could say. It wasn't physical, nor emotional. You could say we relied on each other. So symbiotic relationship to be more accurate. That was it!! There was no definition to it. Actually we were friends by name. That was for introductions sake. And it was strictly so.
That was probably what we labeled it from the very beginning.
Later, after I had been adopted from the orphanage, I started getting grooming classes to fix me to be the best. I, who received all the luxuries from my so-called new family so I never had any room for complaint.
I was satisfied as it was. At the very least I didn't have to fight for rights to food or sleep in a stuffed bed. probably the best thing was I didn't have to wonder what happened to my parents.
I loved my new life. But living in the high class meant living like a high class. We would often go to parties and gatherings both family and business related. It was surprising how my 'parents' took me to this occasion without much thought. My belief is that no one would do the same without any motives.
I met Caleb on one of these occasions. We each had a mission to partake and so we approached each other.
My family was a business dealing with transporting goods. They needed security personnel for the upcoming jobs so it was dire that they got into agreements with the mafia group. One of the large families in the gathering was in good relations with them.
My mission was to simply be friends with their youngest and the next heir. I was 12 years and we were close in age so it would seem the most natural approach. After a few weeks of 'studying', I had finally grasped the basics of socializing.
Lucky for me I found him soon. He stood leaning on the wall with an arrogant look plastered on his face. Surprisingly enough our eyes locked. A small smile formed on his lips. At that moment I didn't even care to know what expression appeared on my face. It was simply too shocking. An event I didn't predict just dropped like a boom.
A few moments later I inhaled in and out trying to calm myself.
I knew my 'parents' would be somewhere eyeing me. I could literally feel the gaze they drilled into me. I lifted my face again to face him when I found he wasn't standing there.
"Hey, kid. "