The evil family

"What home?" I asked with my eyebrows cocked. I did not understand what she was saying. What home other could be there in this strange world?

My home was on earth with my mother and father for goodness's sake.

My cat was obviously very scared so despite how confused I was, I could detect that this was in conclusion, not a good place and I might need to run away.

"Why are you so scared of this place?" I decided to ask my cat although it looked like that would be digging up buried bones of the past but I needed to know despite how that will not be a good mental journey for my cat.

"Those people are simply not good people," my cat replied sharply shaking her head furiously obviously because she did not want to think of it.

"What makes then bad? I need to know in order to know how to behave with them," I told my cat as I squatted close to her and reached towards her but that simply made her move farther away like I was the villain.

"You will . . ." she paused and looked at me and shook her head again. "I . . . I am not allowed to be around you when we are here."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked my cat in confusion.

"They hate you but they hate me more," I heard my cat reply.

If I was their son why then will they hate me? I shook my head in disbelief.

"You have to relax and tell me everything word for word. I must know everything. Who am I in my home?"

"You are the second son of this family. You are however the illegitimate son. You have never been loved by them and knowing that they don't love you, you decided to live your life the way you want.

"You became unruly to shield yourself from their hate and that only made them hate you more. They picked on me a lot because you are my master and I was not allowed to go out with you.

"It continued that way until you fell in love with the fiancée of the king. You were caught in an intimate relationship with her. Your family is the third richest family in the whole kingdom after the king."

I nodded slowly as I took in the information about who I was before I got thrown away. Wait!

Not me, I mean the boy or man whose body I now possess. He must have been through a lot and I don't know why that got me feeling very emotional.

Like I wasn't the person who was made to go through all that hate, hate which I only knew little of since I was not given instances. Why then was my eyes getting misty as approached my cat now on my knees?

Why did I hug her and pet her in my arms like a baby? Well, I don't know.

"Under my watch, no one will be able to hurt you," I promised her and I am sure you must think I was only bluffing at the heat of the moment but I meant every word I said, believe it or not.

"They are powerful," my cat told me.

I pressed my lips together as I returned her to the smooth floor. I am not sure what the floor was made of but it was better than the marble floor in my father's office.

"You trained me into a powerful master so who could fight me off? I will protect you. I don't care if I protected you in the past but I am sure that I will protect you well now," I promised her sincerely.

My cat said nothing as she walked to the window. Why is this world so crazy for goodness's sake? Why wasn't I given a manual or a guide at the least?

In school, we get syllabuses that helps know what to expect next but with this, I was stuck because I could not understand how I suddenly changed from a prisoner to a rich young master?

Don't quote me wrong because that did not mean I had any bad feeling about being a young master (because that was what I was on earth although I would not lie that I occasionally wished I came from a humble family) but rather, I was uncomfortable with the family I found myself in.

I know you would not believe it but I would have preferred to live in a small room like the room I woke up in with my cat and a way to escape this world than to wake up in this large room with the terrible excuse for a family I had here.

Now that night sound extreme but anyone who could make my cat that scared was definitely someone dangerous and not just dangerous to other people but to me or my cat.

"What will happen to us now?" my cat asked and I could only press my lips together since I did not have anything to say.

We remained silent for a while. She sat down on the window looking at me while I stared at her while holding back the urge I felt to scratch my head.

I fought the urge off until I could not hold it back anymore and raised my hand scratched the back of my head. I shook my head apologetically.

"I really don't know. I wish I know. Will they stop me from leaving this world?"

"They will most likely not let you take a walk outside the gate," my cat replied me and looked away.

"We can fight, right?" I asked my cat hoping she gives me a hopeful reply.

"They have guards too and security system and robots are not to be taken as a joke," she replied me and sighed heavily.

I bit my lips holding the strong urge I felt to cry. I should not cry since she was watching me right?