Chapter Two; Perks Of Being A Rich Brat.

After two week of fruitless job hunt, Lucas finally gave up on working for a cooperate company, he searched everywhere for any job that would be able to shoulder his immediate needs which was to pay for a house, his feeding and maybe a change of clothes.

Luckily for him, he came across a bar owner who was willing to give him a spot as a bar tender and he was forever grateful to the man because his pay was relatively huge and he gets to keep his work clothes.

As if that was not enough, the bar tender was so kind enough to let him crash in the bar at night as his payment for overtime work.

He sold the two piece of furniture and other items that they had back home leaving him with only two boxes, one of his clothes and the other carrying memories of his childhood.

He would keep them in the store, then fetch a bucket of water from the faucet and shower in the afternoon when the place was not packed, then in the evening he will get back to work.

Life was finally becoming pretty easy. Now he just has to get accepted into one of the dozen schools he applied, he was confident that with his outstanding results, it shouldn’t be hard to get a scholarship.

In the evening, the place was getting crowded, but today more packed than usual, some rich brat got accepted into the best university in the country and choose Pacific bar to celebrate his new found success.

The bar was as a result filled with high school graduates that were barely old enough to drink. Since today is such a happy day, Mr. Boma Green the owners of the bar could only reluctantly accommodate the teenagers.

“Make sure they don’t over drink yeah? Try to limit the number of drinks you give to one person”

He reminded all the staff there before personally going to welcome Santos Melaka; the rich brat of the Santos family.

Everyone knows of how doted he was by his family just because he is the only son and heir of his family, and because his Malala family is very powerful and influential, he gets away with pretty much any thing he wants as long as it was within the confinement of the country.

As the night grew old, Santos sat in the head seat like a king and ordered everybody around, Lucas included.

“Hey bar tender, bring another round of tequila” he pointed towards Lucas.

Lucas found a waitress nearby and handed a type of white wine to be delivered to him in containers that tequila drinks were served.

As soon as Santos drank it and found out e was cheated, he spat everything on the waitress and shouted on top of his voice.

“I asked for tequila and you bring me sprite? How dare you fool me like this?”

The waitress was confused, she just handed him what she was given, she had no idea that it was not what he had asked.

“Sir, young master Melaka, this was handed to me by the bar tender”. She immediately removed herself.

“In that case, then bring him here”. She practically ran back to call Lucas and explained everything to him.

Lucas did not think it was a big deal so he went to see the young Melaka.

“You called for me?” He asked in a respectful manner because he didn’t want to offend Santos too much.

“Since you know I called for you, why don’t you kneel down in front of me when you clearly knew what you did”

Lucas was stunned. Wasn’t he going overboard a little? Did he really have to kneel down at such a place that was already becoming a mess?

“I’m sorry, but I can’t really kneel down just because you called me”

“What did I order?” He asked lifting his hands until they touched the edge of the seat so that he was occupying a lot of space, his shoulder was even raised high up making him look like a very big scary boss.

But Lucas was not intimidated by his appearance, he has seen a lot of rich kids like him, it wasn’t really a new thing.

“You ordered a round of tequila for the fifth time”

The next minute, the drink was poured on his face.

“Taste this, does it taste like tequila to you?” Lucas just hung his head, he didn’t say anything because he knew that this time, it was his fault.

He had thought that they were already drunk and would not recognize the difference, so he switched up the drinks with a milder one so that the kids would not get too drunk and loose control.

What he didn’t know was that they were not too drunk so they immediately found out that their drink was not as concentrated as a tequila should be.

“Pah”. He had received a hard blow on his stomach.

Before he retaliated, two of Santos friends held both his hands and restricted him from any form of movement.

“Who the hell do you think you are that you could defile me like that eh! Pah”. He received another blow.

“It seems your poor parents didn’t teach you manners right?” He tried to give another hard blow again.

Lucas had been quiet enough but right now he could not take it any longer, the brat was even dragging his parents that even he himself doesn’t know of, it made him furious.

For a minute he forgot who it was he was dealing with so he resisted the blows and even freed his right hand and hit Santos directly in the face.

Everyone there gasped in surprise, they were shocked by the bravery of Lucas, indeed it could easily be noted that no one had ever hit gun before.

Other spectators were surprised but secretly cheered for him in the corner, the kid had been a nuisance to many people, so they were happy that someone was teaching him a lesson.

But even though they were secretly happy, no body came to his aid when all his other friends gathered together and restrained him to the ground and Santos hit him anywhere his hands landed.

One of the waitress there was really scared so she went to the side and called the police to come and save Lucas.

But when the police men came, they immediately recognized Santos and bowed to him.

They were not ready to listen to any explanation, they just obeyed Santos’ order and took him to the police station.

Lucas on the other hand felt defeated and could not do anything. He didn’t know what was waiting for him.