Raze's Point of View
I let out a breath before glancing at the wall clock again. I'm currently sitting on the sofa here in my office waiting for a time to talk to someone. There's a lot going on in my mind. Things that only add to the anxiety I feel.
"What trouble are you getting into, Dark?" I said annoyed to Dark who was currently lying next to me.
Doesn't she know she's pregnant?
Doesn't he know that he has a responsibility to face? I feel sorry for him.
He should have been able to control himself so he could experience the life of a single man, so you wouldn't have to worry about a wife or children.
"Fuck boy. Psh. Wake up! Hey."
I was just consumed by annoyance and the fact that I was the one who was having problems with what my pet, who was sleeping soundly, did.
I leaned back on the sofa and calmed myself down. I had to be strong for Dark. I treated him like a son. "I'm going to be a grandfather?" I asked myself in surprise.
I want to scream in frustration.
Lolo Raze?
Eww.. No way. I'm too sexy and hot for that.
"What should I name my child? How many children do you have?" I asked Dark, hoping he would answer me.
Maybe nine? That's right. Dark has nine children because as far as I know, a cat has nine lives. Hey. You're really smart, Raze. You're handsome, you're smart. Next time I'll donate so I can give to others.
I jumped in shock when someone suddenly knocked. The blood rushed to my head and I felt like I was going to faint from nervousness. I arranged the food on the table.
I stood up and faced the mirror. Maybe later Dark's wife's boss would turn out to be a beautiful young lady. I had to force myself even though I knew it was too much.
I just hope she doesn't fall for it right away. I hate easy-to-get girls. I like those with a thrill.
Filipina girl who is a bit rude. Right.
I opened the door with a smile on my face.
The smile on my lips disappeared when no one came to see me. I glanced outside but there was nothing. Son of---I think people are fooling me.
"I'm here."
I looked down. I was stunned when I saw a boy holding a white cat. He had a clean cut, narrow eyes, white skin, and a cold voice.
"Y-You must be---"
"Aren't you going to let me in?" he asked coldly.
I was surprised by his behavior. I knew his aura was cold but I didn't expect it to be this bad. His voice was like ice. It was unusual for a child.
"Mister?"
"Ah. Please, come in."
He glared at me before entering. I just let out a sigh because I thought it was worse than I expected. I didn't know how to deal with this because I felt like he was just going to choke me.
I closed the door again. The boy remained standing and did not sit down. His eyes roamed throughout my office as if observing. I saw his simple smile, which made me nervous about what he was thinking.
"Have a seat, please..." I offered.
He nodded and sat on the sofa. His feet floated in the air because of his small legs. He acted like an old man even though his body was still young. He placed his cat on his lap before putting his hand up to lean on.
It folded its arms in front of me.
"Shall we talk while you're standing?" he asked me a question that brought me back to the courtroom.
I shyly sat down on the sofa opposite him. I cleared my throat to ease the embarrassment I was feeling. Wait--- Why am I so nervous about this little guy? He's just a kid.
I could hang him from the ceiling if I wanted to.
"Coffee?"
"A glass of wine will do."
My jaw dropped when he said that. I couldn't believe what he was saying.
"Are you serious?" I asked again.
"Just kidding." He took it back.
I let out a sigh. How would I deal with the owner of my pet's future husband?
"So, shall we start?" I asked.
"I don't talk to strangers that much so mind if we start introducing ourselves?" he said weakly but with authority.
I feel embarrassed.
Calm down, Raze. He's just a kid.
"I am Raze. You can call me Tito Raze."
"Okay, Raze..."
'Calm down, Raze. That's just a joke. You could be charged with child abuse if you punish him. That detracts from his beauty. It's easy.' I told myself.
I kept the raw smile on my lips so he wouldn't notice that I was annoyed.
"I'm Shark. You can call me Shark. You don't have to know my surname nor my age. I love black and I hate a messy room." He cast his eyes towards my office. "And uh, I hate you," he said sternly.
"Son of--- Oh, Shark. Don't test me. I'll hang you for good measure."
It grinned. "That's exciting, isn't it?" he asked.
I bit my lip so as not to speak up. I have nothing against this goblin and I might just end up in jail if I punish him.
I looked at his clothing. The sleeves of his black t-shirt were rolled up and tucked into his jean shorts. He was also wearing a black watch and black rubber shoes with a check on the side. The strong perfume he was wearing was indelible in the air.
"It's rude to stare like that," he commented.
He took the shade pinned to his collar and put it on. "Virus detected," he said.
I felt like touching one of my eyes because I felt like that was what he was referring to. "It's not sore eyes," I explained even though I knew he didn't care about that.
He just shrugged before nodding. "So, Mr. Raze. How are you responsible for Whitney getting pregnant?" he asked while rubbing his cat's head.
Only--- it's like I'm the one who got her cat pregnant.
But, I smiled. Wow! Dark is a good choice. After all, who else would he inherit from? That's from his boss.
"What do you want to happen?"
"Your cat is ours now."
My jaw dropped at what he said. I felt my entire being resist. Dark and I grew up together. He was a witness to everything I went through. He couldn't just be taken from me.
"Just for a few months. Until Whitney gives birth."
I want to scream but I feel like it's pointless. It looks like this shark won't stop until it gets Dark. It looks like I have no choice.
"Don't worry, I know how to take care and uh, for your information... clean with us." He glanced at my office again. "Unlike here... no offense, Mister." He grinned.
His eyebrows rose.
"Meow."
Dark jumped and hid under the sofa. I was crying for him but what could I do? It was his fault too. If only he had used contraceptives, then it would have been safe. Hey.
"Yeow..." Whitney chirped.
"British accent..." said Shark, clearly proud of his pet's meow.
I knelt down and ducked under the sofa. Dark was tucked in on the side and was clearly scared of me. "Come here, Dark. You can't run away from what you've done. Be a man, dude. Come on, your wife is waiting for you."
I will explain.
"Meow."
I sighed.
"Dark, please. This is hard for me too. I treat you like a child. Please..."
He walked towards me and jumped onto my shoulder. My heart sank because in just a few minutes, Dark would be leaving me. He was going to be a family.
I looked at Shark, his eyes widening as he looked at me. His shades were tucked back into the corner of his t-shirt.
"You're talking to a cat!" he said in amazement. For the first time, I saw a smile flicker on his lips. "You're crazy, Mister Raze. Cool..." I was stunned when he hugged my leg.
I suddenly felt like having a baby would be great. This is what we planned.
Samantha. Promises that were broken. I shook my head and ruffled her hair.
"After you tease me, you're going to call me cool?" I laughed. "A different kind of kid," I whispered.
After a while, he took Dark from me. I felt like crying as I saw the cat I had cared for my whole life on his shoulder.
Dark knows all my grievances in life. I can tell him the problems I can't tell anyone else. I hope he keeps everything a secret.
"I have to go." He stood up and held out his small hand again.
"Please, do take care of him."
He smiled so much that his eyes disappeared.
"You can count on it, Mister Raze." I opened the door as he ran.
I closed the door as soon as he was out of sight. I was so tired that I just sat down on the sofa. That kid was draining my energy. I felt bad about myself when I talked to him.
I suddenly missed Dark.
I stood up when I realized I didn't get their address or even their cellphone number. Shit! How can I communicate? How can I visit Dark?
Damn!
I was stunned when my vision suddenly spun around. My vision blurred and my head felt like it was splitting open with pain. I fell to my knees on the floor, my head buried in my hands.
I was panting as I fell to the floor.
"Not again... please."