~HGW Chapter 2: "Mother May I?"~

~Chapter 2: Mother May I?~

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. That’s all I was being right now. I knew I was being stupid because Henry was looking at me cross-eyed right now. I mean who laughs at this type of situation really? I let out a sigh and raked my hands through my hair. It took me a few minuets to adjust what was going on here. The Legend: Charles Rayford was actually adopted? And I the abandon Marco whatever my last name was is actually a Rayford. Wow. If only my best friend Jugo could see me now.

“Are you alright?” Henry asked me after about five minuets of silence.

“Yes I am alright considering the fact that you are telling me that Marco whatever his last name is, is actually the long lost son of the Rayford Enterprise” I rolled my eyes and continued eating my pasta.

“Whatever your last name?” He asked me making me groan in frustration.

“Yeah. See my supposed mother if you are implying that it’s the Miss Sophia Rayford herself just dropped me off in Arkansas one day. No birth certificate. Marco isn’t even my real name” I finally admitted to Henry. Marco was a name given to me by my best friend Jugo and lost kids. (That’s another story for later ladies and gents). I watched as a guard give him a manila envelope and took out a piece of paper and handed it to me. I hesitated at first to open it but then I decided to break the sea.

It was a document containing information of my childhood from the time I was born to 15 years ago when I was abandon by that woman. That’s where the information stops until around eight months ago. I took the picture of the copper colored child with black hair and amber eyes only for more pictures to fall out underneath. There was one of that child on his first birthday with a man and woman by his side. I tossed that one to find another with that same kid trying to learn how to ride a bike. There were more and more pictures one from the first day of kindergarten to winning a contest for art or something. I trembled as I pulled out a picture of a man who looked twenty years younger than Henry with the same amber eyes as mine. And a woman hunched down with her shoulders over a three year old child.

I was hesitant to flip over the back as I noticed before that there were dates and descriptions of each event.

Young Marco and mother Sophia and father Avery on his first day of pre-school. I knew it was rude but I threw the picture on the floor and began to tremble.

“No” I said to no one in particular especially Henry who looked at me with concern. He had been quiet the whole time I was stifling through the pictures. I was broken from my trance when a voice called from the door.

“Henry?” the unrecognizable voice asked but Henry tried to shoo them off…which failed.

“HENRY!” The voice said again and Henry gave me an apologetic look as he opened the two double doors.

“Is he here?” the voice grew louder as well as the sound of high heels on the ground. I recognized the voice as a woman a voice anybody from the country could here. The owner of the highest selling beauty products in the world. A woman who owns her very own mall. This woman is also my mother and she is also the one who abandon me. Sophia Rayford. Her warm smile is the first thing I saw and I nearly gasped as she was a carbon copy of me. From her long black hair to her high cheekbones. To her round eyes to her heart shaped face. My trembling became more rapid. How could this woman who abandon me all those years ago face me with a smile?

“Good day dear!” she said happily but all I could do is frown at her in disgust. She folded her arms as she walked over to me but before she could reach I got up and pushed the cart of food out of my way knocking it over and making her step back.

“Marco” she pleaded with sad tear filled eyes. This woman dare states my name? My eyes shot daggers at her unable as I tried to calm myself down. Henry walked over to us as a maid came in to clean up the mess but he shooed her away.

“Young Master this is Sop-“ was all Henry managed to say before I walked backwards and headed to the door.

“First off. I am not your long lost stupid young master. And two I know who this woman is. I don’t care how many millions of dollars you spent tracking me. You’re seriously claiming that you are my mother? If you are I loathe you. How could you fucking abandon a SIX YEAR OLD! You are a poor excuse for a parent and mother and I refuse to take over this stupid empire of yours. I rather sit and watch it crumble beneath my feet” I didn’t realize that my eyes were avoid her gaze. But when I looked up at her all I could see that the tears that formed in her eyes finally spilled.

“Marco” she said again and reached out a hand to me but I smacked it away. Seriously though? How could she ever think that I would accept her?

“P-please understand I was young and I had just started my career” I rolled my  eyes at her. So that was the reason she gave me up? Because she couldn’t handle me?

“It’s not like you gave me up when I was a baby. You gave me up when I was SIX FUCKING YEARS OLD!” I pushed her out of the way at the end of that argument and ran through the doors she came out of. I was immediately smacked into the kitchen and I analyzed the area I was in. I found a set of double doors and walked through before walking to another sitting area to find Charles and that idiot Joe. They were looking at a map or something when Joe looked up and saw me and glared.

“Did you have to be so loud?” he said rubbing the back of his head. My face grew red with guilt as I turned slowly to my “brother” his expression was unreadable and I couldn’t help but feel more guilty. But ignored it.

“Where is the exit? This house is maze!” I threw up my arms to symbolize how big it is. Joe looked at Charles but he didn’t meet his gaze.

“Why do you want to know where the exit is?” he asked me and I just glared at him again.

“That’s none of your business now is there?” I asked him and he just shook his head. I growled in frustration at Joe.

“I want to L-E-A-V-E there are you happy?” I asked and I rolled my eyes again at Joe who continued to shook his head. I looked at Charles who exchanged Joe’s glance.

“Well I hate to break it to you but you can’t leave” he said before sitting down in a red velvet chair. My anger intensified.

“What DO YOU MEAN I CAN’T LEAVE!?” I asked them this time Charles let out a breath before he began to speak. He also pulled out another manila envelope similar to Henry but it had the Rayford seal on it.

“As of today you are property of the Rayford family. Well not property but you’ve been claimed” I let my mouth fall to the floor. Property? Was I seriously property to these assholes?

“What do you mean?” I said stupidly.

“Sophia Rayford has claimed you as her biological son.” I sank down into a couch as I began to tremble in fear. How could this have happened to me?