Chapter 7: Robert Cruz
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"No Trevor. No... Don't. You'll get in to trouble."
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Trevor was so determined to save the poor student from being thrashed that he couldn't hear Claire calling behind him.
Trevor got the students arm and pulled him back. He now stood in between the poor student abs Kevin.
" Heyy! You. Who do you think you are?" said Kevin furiously looking down at Trevor.
"So Kevin just because you are captain of the football team you think you can pick on those smaller than you." answered Trevor standing his ground not trying to show that he was afraid deep down.
Well, at least he managed to save the kid. Now he had to endure the kid's thrashing for him.
" It's non of your business. Go back to your slut friend. "said Kevin displeased that he couldn't get to finish off the 8th grader.
Trevor got infuriated by this and threw his fist at the right side Kevin's neck.
Well, he was smaller than Kevin but that didn't mean that he couldn't get the upper hand.
Kevin was caught completely off guard by Trevor's fist.
He fell down with a loud thud to the ground and the darkness soon consumed him.
Kevin had learned this from his dad.
He told him that in case a person bigger than him bullies him unnecessarily, he should punch him in the neck when he least expects it.
And that that was where one of the pressure points where. It would cut off blood supply to the brain temporarily.
Trevor had never tried this out so he was surprised at how effective it was.
"Thanks for helping me." said the kid who was bullied earlier.
" Don't mention it. Am Trevor by the way"
"Am Tylor. Nice to meet you Trevor" both shook hands.
Claire who was running after Trevor earlier was still shocked that Trevor took down Kevin on one blow.
Claire walked up to Trevor and Tylor.
"This is my friend Claire, Claire this is Tylor." said Trevor introducing them both.
"Who doesn't know her. Kevin has been spreading rumors about her all around the school." said Taylor.
Claire frowned but quickly shrugged it off.
At least she now had a new other friend.
The trio walked together chatting about school and branches off to their respective homes.
Trevor's home was the furthest so he had to walk alone back home.
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"Your back home early." said Monica.
"uhmm yeah but am swooning going out. I came to take a bath and change cloths. School was exhausting as usual." said Trevor.
"By the way, where is dad?" asked Trevor.
"Oh your dad, he is in the study researching some stuff." replied his mom.
"Alright I'll tell him am heading out." said Trevor then turned and went back to his room.
Trevor took a quick shower put on a clean set of cloths and passed by the study to tell his dad where he was going.
"It isn't yet time for him Robert why does it have to be now." said Harvard in the study.
"The others have already assembled Harvard." said an unfamiliar voice.
Knock knock! Trevor knocked on the door.
"Come in!" said Harvard from the inside. "
He looked around but saw no other person in the room but his dad.
" Dad, who were you talking to.?" asked Trevor.
" No one. Am the only one here. "replied Harvard.
" But I heard a different voice in the room. "said Trevor.
" Oh that, I was just playing a recording from some time back. " said Harvard raising a Dictaphone in his hands.
" Oh okay, I just wanted to tell you that am going out for some time, don't wait for me go on have dinner without me. " said Trevor.
" Okay son"replied Harvard.
Trevor left through the door, exited the get and was back on the road.
Trevor, Taylor and Claire had made plans to meet later at seven at the nearest McDonald's restaurant.
Taylor saw Claire just at the entrance waiting for him. Taylor hadn't yet arrived.
So Trevor sailed in Taylor's number and gave him a call. Taylor said that he couldn't make it.
"Well looks like Taylor ain't coming" said Trevor.
"No problem, so where are we going to" said Claire.
"uhhmmm, let's go inside and have something to eat." replied Trevor.
The duo entered the restaurant and ordered for some fries.
They ate their fries in silence but it wasn't the awkward kind.
Trevor's attention was drawn to the advertisement on the screen over the counter.
That voice sounded familiar.
"That's Robert Cruz. He is the most eligible bachelor. He owns many company's around the the US and the Palaiso Hospital downtown is his too." said Claire after seeing Trevor look at the screen.
'Robert? I heard daddy say Robert in his study. Could this be him?' he thought.
" Oh okay. That's great. "said Trevor quickly shrugging it off.
" So, how did you knock out Kevin. " asked Claire. She had been meaning to ask him about this earlier.
" it's just a trick my dad taught me when I was 13 after being bullied in my previous school. " he said.
" Do you need help with your homework today?" asked Claire.
" No not really I'll handle this subject alone. But thanks." said Trevor.
The two finished their meals and left the restaurant.
The two chatted along the road as Trevor escorted Claire back home.
" Good night. See you tomorrow." said Claire.
"Good night." replied Trevor then made his way back home.
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Trevor found his mom and dad playing Mortal Kombat in the living room.
He wished them a good night and went straight to his room.
He did his homework for about thirty minutes and picked up his phone to look up about Robert Cruz.
Just as the Google search engine had shown results, a notification popped up at the top of his screen.
He read the message from the notification bar and never opened up the inbox.
He swiped away the notification bar and continues with what he was doing.
Robert Cruz, founder of the Palaiso hospital.
Robert, CEO of the Cruz industries.
Robert.....
There were a lot of results displayed and he didn't know where to begin.
He then selected the images option under the search tab.
Hr scrolled through the images displayed and one particular one caught his attention.
It was an image of his dad and mom along with some archeologists in a group photo.
But where his interests were the most was that Robert was also in the group photo.
At least now he had a lead.
He decided to call it a day and headed straight to bed only to wake up the next day for another six cruel hours of his life.
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