It was barely bright enough outside but I could already hear my mom and dad arguing again, this has been going on for days since I turned 17. My mom was in support of me staying home and going to the school close by, but for some reasons my father thinks it's dangerous I have heard a few ruffled sentences of me either being in danger or them being in danger. My parents never argued like this but seeing that I was the reason for it made me sort of sad but I would never show them that I cared about anything that was going on. I didn't mind turning a blind eye to their discussions about me because I didn't really want to get involved in their mafia shit and all. I mean it only makes sense that they were in the mafia because what was all the safety for? Yes I get that they are among the top 3 richest families in our country, but not a single soul apart from my parents and a few trusted guards knew I existed.

I was about to let them continue their fight until I heard the sound of glass shattering and the door slamming shut, I knew it could never be my dad so I rushed down to see that my dad's hand was bleeding my mom was nowhere in sight. He might have tried to pick up the glass my mom broke and then ended up hurting himself, I didn't really bother much because in my family wounds never lasted. My father jokingly told me bed time stories of how he and mom made a deal with the devil centuries ago so they would live forever in all live times, not that I believe it cause my dad don't look anything older than 40 or even less. My mom on the other hand never aged a day since I have known her, it was weird but she has a lot of skincare in her drawers so I think that was her secret.

My parents were blessed with all the beauty in the world, while I on the other hand look like an underage boy who is yet to go through puberty. My dad had a very piercing green eyes which I can swear I have seen change color from time to time, my mom's eyes where very light blue it was so transparent you could see through it. I on the other hand had a very round black eye, it was so black it almost covered all the white part of my eyes a lot of people said it looked weird, they called me crazy names but I didn't actually mind because my parents loved me the way I was. They taught me never to seek approval from people and that was a very beautiful lesson that I would never unlearn.

Deep down I knew that the fight today was going to end everything, I knew a lot of changes was going to happen but I didn't know what it was. I helped my dad clean up the broken glass on the floor and before I knew what was going on my dad had already left for work. That was how it always was, my mom and dad would leave me alone in this big house and I would just kept wandering up and down. If I am not watching a series I am eating, and if I am not doing either I would be sleeping. When I entered my room to get changed I noticed an envelope on my side table, it was normal for my dad to leave envelope with cash for me before leaving but something about this one felt different. When I opened the envelope there was a note that said I should go shopping and a card attached to it.