chapter 15

The next four days that followed were declared to be public holidays, and the school decided to host several different fundraising activities during those four days and through the weekend, too.

They were pools, ballgames, singing and dancing competitions, and so much more. Everybody who's anybody was present.

People from across town also decided to show up. It was a place definitely to be found if you are looking for never-ending fun and excitement with your friends and family.

The previous Friday night, Nucho overhead his father talking to someone over the phone about something sensitive and serious. Whatever it was, it had to do with the disappearance of the female students.

"Listen up, Lucas, I don't care how long it takes you. Just make sure the job is done. Am paying the principal a great deal of money for those girls, so I don't want any funny business. And if you need more girls, just breathe the word. There's more from where those cuties came from, but just make sure you take the documents to the principal for signing. He is a busy man so you going to find him in school tomorrow. That could be all, bye for now, but keep me updated." said Mr. James and hang up the call.

When Nucho went back to his room, he felt pretty bad cause Vivian had earlier mentioned her suspicion of his father and principal about the same matter.

He quickly reached for his phone and dialed the number.

A few minutes after making that phone call, his father walked into his room and stood at the door post.

So as to act natural, Nucho picked up a magazine, asked his dad what he wanted, and he started perusing through the magazine.

"So, I... I suppose you heard the conversation I had on the phone?" asked Mr James carelessly.

"Of course, dad, what do you expect?" said Nucho.

"Well, yeah, I suspected that..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nucho stood, "But nothing dad, what you are doing is wrong, all this nonsense must come to an end!"

"How dare you raise your voice at me. Let me make one thing clear to you, son: you have no rights whatsoever to interfere in my business and life. Your own life is in my very own hands, so if you want to preserve it, you better comply, okay!?" Mr Jones said furiously.

But Nucho also matched his ferocity and angrily threw the magazine on the floor as he said, "No dad, I also have rights whatsoever, and I should have used the same rights to protect mom from a cold, blooded killer like you. You will regret everything you have done, am even ashamed to be called your son, I regret it with every fiber of my being to have a father like you, I curse the day you were born!"

By the time Nucho was done speaking, tears were falling down, and he ran out of the house to who knows where.

When the henchmen of Mr James saw him run away from the house, they went over to his father to find out what was happening.

" Boss, should we go get the boy?" the henchmen asked.

"No, no, no, let him be. He will come to his senses sooner or later, and when he comes, I am going to deal with him personally." Mr James said with a devious grin.

"Now boss, don't you think the boy might speak about this to the police?" one of the henchmen asked.

"He wouldn't do such a thing, Nucho and I will keep on having such kind of fight but in the long run, we always have a base of understanding and in the end its gonna be me and him against the world." Mr James said scornfuly.

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That same night, Nucho went over to a certain local cafe. It was an established fact in Nuchos case, whenever he had his usual fights with his dad about his mother and he goes on to get drunk or just a little bit, his mothers image remainesed vividly in his mind. All the amazing, cherishable moments he shared with his mother. The thought of how much he loved his late mother and the thought of how much he missed her and wished for her to be there with him, all this truly broke Nucho to pieces.

Now, since that night, he spent at the beach with Vivian something changed with Nucho. From that night onwards, whenever Nucho got depressed and drunk, he no longer pictured his mother, but Vivian, Vivian lovely face, would be the only thing he could see and wish to be around

After several drinks, his desire for Vivian grew even stronger. Unfortunately he neither had his phone nor did he know where her apartment was.

After a number of brain sessions, he decided to go over at Lola's apartment so that she could take him to Vivian's apartment.