AAMON'S REIGN

CHAPTER 7

 

It was already too late before Aamon could realize that Deshna had already left him alone inside the garage. And upon his realization, there would be no way for him to actually be able to go to the party in his situation now.

Suddenly, someone from behind Aamon abruptly cleared his throat, and this jolted Aamon to look around. He found a talk figure of a man in casual grey long sleeves and pants. 

“Welcome to the Silverine Villa, young master.” He instantly greeted Aamon.

“Excuse me, but who are you?” Aamon promptly asked.

“Apologies, young master. I’m Radcliff, although most people often call me Rad for short. I am the butler of the Silverines, and of course, I am here to serve you, young master.”

“I see, Rad. Do you happen to know where Deshna could have gone?” Aamon, however, asked, suddenly switching the subject.

“To be honest, I haven’t been able to speak with Miss Deshna. She was talking to someone earlier when I came to cross path with her. She just told me however to come for your aid if there was anything you need.”

And since Rad mentioned that, Aamon immediately thought that perhaps if Rad could be of assistance to him.

“Actually, I would be needing some help regarding something.” Aamon admitted. Although there was a bit of reluctance in his voice, knowing that what he might ask could be something that Rad could not fulfill.

“What is it, young master?” 

“I actually needed a little cash to go back to the university. There will be a party around later.” Aamon admitted.

For a moment, Rad simply looked at him. “About that, I could just give you cash but won’t you like it better if you just drive back into one of these cars? I believe Miss Deshna had already arranged transferring one into your name. It’s what she told me earlier, in case you wish to go around and need a ride.”

Somehow, there was a reluctance in Aamon’s end. “Actually, I would like that. However, the thing is I don’t have ang liscense and I don’t know how to drive.” he finally told him the truth.

“That’s alright, young master. For the time being, would you like me to drive for you? Although, we could call for another driver if you’re not comfortable around me.”

“Oh that wil be cool. If you don’t mind driving for me of course.” Aamon replied back, trying top stop Rad from taking his leave to call for other drivers.

Aamon already felt burdened to actually ask him to drive him back, so what more if Rad would still have to call for a driver. He would only feel more bad on himself for being so poor and unable to learn how to drive at his age.

Most of the guys in the university were already driving their own wheels and Aamon was still struggling to ride the transport bus every single day.

“I’m at your service, young master.” Rad said, a bit bowing his head while his right hand was placed on top of his left chest.

Aamon could help but feel a little awkward at how formal Rad was. He tried to just play cool knowing Rad could really be just serious about doing his job as a butler. 

Not belong long, Rad immediately hopped on the driver’s seat of the Ashton Martin car that Aamon had picked. He was quick to start the engine and drive out of the larga garage house.

As they were out, Aamon got a quick glance of the whole villa before they got out of the gate.

“Was that Villa really owned by my parents?”  Aamon asked.

“Yes, young master. They’ve built that twenty years ago.”

Aamon got a quick counting in his head and immediately realized something. “It was the year I was born.”

“Yes, it is. The villa was built because of you, young master.”

“Because of me? How?”

“Your name Aamon means the one who induces eagerness. Just like your parents who struggled to make it what they have now because you were born. They have been childness for five years and suddenly, you came because of their eagerness to build a family. It was the reason why your parents made sure to lavish you with love and support in all cases.”

“Is that so, then why did they abandoned me to begin with?” Aamon suddenly asked but Rad became silent too quickly after that.

Until Rad finally broke the short silence and said, “Forgive me, young master. As much as I wish to answer that. I am afraid i don’t have any details about it. Actually most of us at the villa didn’t know the answers. What we know is that you exist.”

“You all said the same,” Aamon muttered and thankfully Rad didn’t hear it.

Aamon thought that it was just the same as how Deshna had told him. There was no way he could actually find out something about his parents from them if they all will just continue shutting him down by saying they don’t know anything.

After the long drive back, it was already quite dark outside when Aamon and Rad arrived at the university. However, no one among his classmates was there.

And since he threw away his old phone, he asked Rad to borrow his and call Rupert. When Rupert answered the call, Aamon could hear a loud deafening sound from Rupert’s background. Rupert was already at the party’s venue.

“Hello, Who’s this?” Rupert screamed at the other end, loud music almost overlapping his voice.

“Hey Rupert, you forgot to tell me where’s the venue.” Aamon said.

And Rupert yelled back at the other end, “Oh yeah, my bad! Hold on, i’ll just text you, alright?”

After that, Rupert ended the call. Not before long, Aamon received an sms about the address of the party.

“This is the FC Club.” Rad said after Aamon showed him the address. 

“You know this place?” Aamon asked.

“Famous club for students during my time. Never thought it’s still operating until today.”

Following that, Rad drove Aamon into the club’s address. 

“You don’t need to come with me inside.”

“I’m sorry, young master but it’s a strick orders from miss Deshna that I should not let my eyes off of you while outside.” Rad protest back.

Aamon just sighed. “I can’t let them see you around me, Rad. okay, could you just at least stay outside the room? I won’t be long, I swear.”

And finally, Rad agreed.

The moment Aamon entered the club, he eyes quickly saw the sight of Bruce and Venice at the edge of the counter bar. They were still glued together and Aamon simply had to ignore them. 

Suddenly, Rupert came to tap Aamon’s shoulder and said, “Sorry, buddy. I had to lie to you. They were going to torture me if I can’t lure you here.” he said. 

Aamon could see that Rupert was telling him the truth. And knowing from his own experience, he knows how Bruce usually play dirty. He wouldn’t even have any second thoughts about using the people close to Aamon just to lure him into his trap.

Unfortunately though, Aamon didn’t come there unprepared.

“The bastard is here!” Bruce roughly screamed the moment he caught sight of Aamon.

Soon after that, the rest of Bruce’s gang who were scattered around gathered at the center, cornering Aamon. 

However, none of these action caused any kind of tremble on Aamon’s end. He was pretty calm witnessing them. Most of them have purple and black traces of Deshna’s beating in their face.

Aamon badly wanted to laugh at how they look but had to hold himself for he knew it would cost a stir.

Everyone in the club was beginning to look at them. Somehow, it was leaving an eerie vibe for the rest of the class that a riot might soon start.

“Everyone, calm down.” suddenly, Bruce butt in and said. He was pulling Venice behind him.

“We didn’t came here to cause any trouble, we’re here to party.” Bruce exclaimed. “Order some more drink and we’ll all split the bill later.”

“Split?” Aamon chimed. His toned sounded a bit mocking.

Bruce could not simply tolerate what he heard. “Yeah, asshole. We’d split up the bill because we have money. Unlike you, a beggar. You should be thankful that we still invited you in despite what your damn cousin did to us. I swear we would kill her the next time we see her.”

“So much talk for someone who couldn’t even land a single blow.”

“You son of a bitch, you talk so high now just because someone came for your aid?”

“Oh no. Even if she didn’t come I would be able to kill you all.”

Bruce was already gritting his teeth and was ready to explode when all of a sudden, a waiter came up to give them their drinks.

It quickly lighten Bruce mood as he took it and drink. He couldn’t help but witness Aamon still staring at him. “Oh you probably want to try these expensive drinks, aren’t you. Well, we could let you sip our left overs if you would kneel and beg sorry.”

As Bruce said that, all his gang began to mock him. Forcing Aamon to kneel down and beg sorry.

However, Aamon stood firm and refused doing so. And then, he proudly shot them back his response saying, “I don’t need your left overs, I could afford it.”