Micheal

It was Saturday evening and I was just done with my chemistry assignment, I sat down on my bed listening to music on my phone, music blaring into my ear through the earpiece.

Just like other weekends, my dad was busy with work and my mom was busy with her reality show, she did the show with her friends and they had this house were they all did fun activities.

Once I was included in one of their stupid reality show parties, the only part that was fun was me gulping down alcohol with one pretty half caste I met there.

Only God knew what happened that night, I only remembered me kissing her and all that,  the next day I found myself in my room with the usual head ache.

Since then I had sworn to never go to one of my mom's pointless parties.

I just hate it!

I don't live my life the way I want it, rather the way my parents want it, they either want me to be in one of my dad's films or my mom's show.

Being a celebrity or rather the son of celebrities is not so easy, you are being treated like their toy of fame and when you get to school they keep giving you special treatment.

I just hate it when girls turn you to a competition or something, some even complicated me with love letters and they got me into trouble with the school authorities.  It's all so frustrating.

I dream of a normal life, where the parents I have don't fight over stupid issues, where I'm respected for who I am not what I have.

Most of them fans just say they love me,
Wrong!
They love my money and fame.

My phone's ringtone came blaring into my ears, I checked the caller ID and I couldn't help but sigh as a frown spread across my face.

I thought I was going to enjoy my weekend in peace, but friends and girls will never let you rest.

"Hello." Her sweet tiny voice said, even though her voice sounded sweet, it still irritated my ears so I disconnected the earpiece and placed the phone beside my left ear.

"What?" I asked almost immediately, she became quiet for a while after noticing my irritated tone, and she's guessing I'm not in a good mood.

"Do you have something to say?" I asked already loosing my patience.

"Sorry to bother you... Emm.. I just wanted to ask how you doing, it's been long we talked." She replied, sounding like some sweetheart.

Well she is a sweetheart, but she should be aware that things like this mean NOTHING to me!

" We still talked in school yesterday, I'm fine okay and I know how to take care of myself, I'm not a baby!" I snarled and she became quiet again.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you, I did not know that checking on my boyfriend was wrong."
She said, and somehow it sounded as if she was mocking me, she is well aware that words like 'boyfriend' and 'baby irritates me.

Story of how I met Mariah.

I was seated in class like the gentle guy I am when one of our teachers came to announce that we have a new student, she stood behind the teacher, and it was obvious that she was a shy person.

The new student, turned out to be one of the best in our class and students kept trying to compare her to me, but I'm still the best academically.

All of a sudden this Mariah girl wrote love letters to me, although I think it's a very dumb thing to write letters to a guy, I still read it.
But the question is does she love me for me or because I'm the son of a multi millionaire?

My stupid friends convinced me to give her a chance even though I was not interested in Mariah one bit.

So I did as they told me, after all people control my life already, I do things to satisfy others rather than me, I want to become a musician but I have to join the science department because my dad wants me to be a doctor.

No one ever listens to me, and they never want to know my opinion on certain matters, I'm forced to do things I don't want to do.

Then it got to a stage where Mariah became so protective of me, she does not want to see me with other girls, one time she started misbehaving because she saw me talking to my friend's sister, or my friends that are females.
This made me so furious and it got to a point where I could not take it anymore.
I became so violent and sometimes I'll just hit her, and when I come back to my senses, I apologize even though I don't feel remorseful for raising my hand to hit a girl.

The love we share in the relationship is one sided, and it will remain like that till she gets tired of my face.

"Just because I'm your boyfriend does not mean you should disturb me with pointless calls!" I replied, I looked more furious than I sounded.

"Why are you acting like this, okay I'm sorry for disturbing." She apologized, the apology did not change a thing.

"You should be, I'm really busy right now so don't call me again." I replied before ending the call.

I rested my head back on my king sized bed as I laid down like a lazy person.

The music continued from where it stopped.
I wonder how she's feeling right now, I feel pity for her, because I treat her badly a times.

I've been in a few relationships and this is the one that lasted longer, I'm guessing it's because Mariah is a patient person and she won't trade me for anything, but still I don't feel the same way, she easily forgives me even when I'm wrong, but still she won't learn that I'll only keep hurting her feelings, she's blinded by the love she has for me.

I'm just dating her because my friends told me to, when I'm speaking of friends, I mean my four best friends that have always been there for me. James, Blair, Nelson and Adah.

These four people I won't trade for anything, but when it comes to making ones life hell in heaven, they are the best, but still they have been there for me, and they have been my friends since junior class.

Other students can say what they want because there are so many rumors about my friends, Blair and Adah are said to be bullies and wicked seniors, well they are still my friends.

James and Nelson are said to be players, well they are still my friends and will always be, I really don't care what other people think and say about them, and it's cool that they don't care too.

We all share similar problems and if not both, one of our parents are celebrities except Adah, whose father is late and mother is a well known journalist.

You might say we are bad kids, well we are only trying to find the happiness our parents never showered on us.

Some say you are lucky If you are born with a silver spoon, no people it's not only about being born with a silver spoon, someone has to feed you with  that spoon so you can learn how to use it on your own.

But guess what... Our parents are too busy to even feed us with the spoon. They are busy satisfying their fans and gathering more than enough wealth.

Everyone wants to be rich right?, yeah but money doesn't buy happiness.

Now I can only hope for the best, I just want to focus on my studies then gain admission into a university. My mom will keep saying 'my son must to go one of the best private universities, or he must go to Oxford University.'

She will never ask if that's what I want, I want to go to one of the public universities, I want to live a normal life, and go to where other normal kids go to.

Someone knocked on the door interrupting my thoughts.
"Sir food is ready." One of our trusted maids said immediately I told her to come in.

"I'm not hungry." I grumbled not sparing her a glance.
And after a while of silence I looked up to see that the maid was still there staring at me.

I think her name is Tope or something and she's about seventeen or eighteen years judging by her height and she still looks young.

"What?" I asked, my tone fixed with curiosity.

"You have not eaten anything since morning." She replied, I paused for a while looking very confused.

I don't think I have ever spoken to her and she's already acting like she's my mom or something, I couldn't help but notice how she continuously raised her skirt like she was planning to seduce me or something.

The way she bit her lips irritated me, the thought of me and her seating together irritated me,  not to talk of the sight of her trying to seduce me.

"What is the meaning of that?" I asked hitting the nail on the head with a simple question, My voice had immediate effect, she quickly stopped what she was doing because she knew I'm worse than a monster once I loose my temper.

"I... I'm... I..." She stammered clearly searching for a lie to cover up and after a while she trailed off, I watched her finding her attitude a bit amusing.

This life is just full of surprises.

"Just leave." I said pointing at the door, I found her attitude funny, but still what the fuck!?

This is what I have to go through, people will not stop acting like dogs.

"Okay sir." She replied scratching her head and the back of her neck like an idiot.

She twisted the knob and walked out after glimpsing at me again.
I just stared at her a bit amazed as I shook my head in disbelief.

My face sank into the pillow when I placed my head on it, then I drifted off.

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