Alastair Erix
February 2023-17
Dear Flake, my love
Today, I tried my best,but did you really forget about me?
Standing outside a small white house, the most beautiful thing about this house is its peace.
flashback
10 years ago
20 August 2013
It's confusing, like my whole life was a lie, starting from dark to light. I couldn't understand what was happening to me right now. I just want to know if my past life was a lie or the truth.
Sitting inside Mr. James Knight's car, I only know that I am his son, and my whole memory has been erased due to an accident.
When I heard in my mind a voice say, "Jr. Erix, we are here, a body guard said,
which I ignored
and opened the gate of the car, standing in front of the same house, which is so simple, like a middle class family house with a steel gate and a small white house on the 1st floor. One window is there, where so many flowers are hung. I was looking at the house like I was expecting a big house, literally wondering if he was really a rich man or not, when my whole attention gathered
when Steel Gate was opened by Mr. James. When he said in a calm tone, "Son, how are you feeling?
which I again ignored,
He added, trying to make me understand using a calm tone , "I know, Alastair, you must be thinking I am lying by the DNA paper where you are talking about someone else being a father. That's why I kidnapped him, so you can also know that you are my son, my Alastair Erix Knights, not an Ethan Sirus."
I nodded because I knew he was a mafia member. Going against him isn't a solution; it's better to know the truth. I can't only agree with the DNA paper; I wanted my father, Lucas Sirus,when he will also try to not kinow me, but if I am with him for the past 18 years, he will show me some emotions, at least one expression. and I will find out if my flake is real or not.
When I was exiting the hospital, they gave me my things back, which I really don't remember being mine, but in which there was one diary, and in that diary was a gift from Flake from my last birthday.
In real terms, I don't want to go back to Lucas because he makes my life miserable,the life I hate, and about James, I know I am not his son after every piece of evidence, but I still can't think of a mafia man as my father,because no mafia will have a son like me, a blind son, but he gives me his eyes,he gives me his life,and even he gives me his hope, so I will do whatever he wants because he gives me life, a life that I always hope for and love for. I will be his slave until my last breath,until my last blood, until my last hope. i will.
We entered the house, which was decorated with white flowers, and most of the decoration was white. When I again heard Mr. James voice, it was like he was so serious : "Look yourself through the whole house, Alastair. You will discover your photos as well as everything else."
" The man you are talking about, Lucas Sirus, will come to your house, so pack your staff. After packing, we will eat dinner." I again nodded.
when I heard Mr. James voice, like he was so angry with me. "Give me an answer, Alastair. Don't nod again. Respond to me with, ""Yes, Papa, you always do."
I just mumble, "Yes, Mr. James."
When I again hear, with higher anger, the voice of Mr. James, "Alastair,"
Did I say something wrong Oh, I should respect him I again said, "Yes, sir."
When he again said with a higher frequency of anger," Alastair, I am your father; say papa,"
I replied clearly," I am not your son, sir."
He said calmly, "Then it's my order, Alastair, say papa."
I hesitated first because even if Lucas is my father, he will never take me as his son, so never let me say dada or papa. After taking so many deep breaths, I finally said, "Papa, okay."
But if I am his son, why do I have my own house? Or whoever is Alastair, why does he have his own house?
I asked, "Papa, why do I have my own house? Isn't Alastair living with you?"
When Papa said, "Yes, Alastair, you were living with me, but know that it's my order that you, being the next mafia king, live in your empire,"
I didn't question him again because it was his order to live in another house and be a mafia king, and I would do it.
When Papa said, "Didn't you oppose this last time, Alastair, that you don't want to be mafia king? Do you have problems being in the mafia?"
I replied, "It's your order, papa, and I will be mafia king."
He didn't say anything on that topic, but he also said, "Go pack your satffs. in the 1st floor, left side."
I went on the first floor and saw rooms in front of me. I entered the left room and saw white, gentle colored walls. A picture was hanging on the wall opposite the direction of the door on the wall of the bed; it's exactly like me, but my soft and gentle version of the boy is smiling.
I never show a smile on my face. I am so cold about how much I know. I show a wooden wardore, which I open and find a light shade of cloth that was looking really nice on me, but there is no going back, and I know I will be mafia; I will only serve darkness; it's the end of being gentle, and whoever I am not, it's time to step on power and strength. It's time to wear the crown of the dark world.
Present day
I opened the main gate of the house and heard the giggling voice of Papa for the first time, and a girl also, but I felt I heard it somewhere.
Flake, my love, next life, you and me only.
good night
Cia pov
Oh god, Alastair is gone to meet serenity I am just waiting, like a little girl, for how they will meet. I am too excited; I really want to know who is flake, but I have a math test next day, even for Mrs. Eraya. I am going to meet her; she is my favorite aunt . I really need to head back home .