The Devil’s Angel

Chapter 14

HADES’S POV.

I am right in the middle of class when my phone goes off again. It has been vibrating in my pants for the past twenty minutes. I am really getting pissed not because I don’t want to respond or pick the call but because I know who is at the other and I am not ready for this s**t right now. I sigh in annoyance because I know I’ll eventually have to pick the damn call if not it might spiral out of control.

“Excuse me miss. I need to step out for a second.” I stand and walk out the door.

I know Miss Sarah will not mind at all. She is quite young unlike the other teachers we have in this school that are middle aged. She has a thing for me and even if she has never said anything I can tell.

I smirk. It is so predictable. Just last semester she asked me if I needed any help at all. I mean I am acing my classes why would I need help and she stood beside my chair and bent over so much that I had a clear view from her cleavage all the way down to her panties.

For an older woman she sure has a nice body but I don’t get involved with my teachers. I might be a ladies man but I just don’t do somethings, not because I have a moral compass just because.

She doesn’t say anything to stop me as I walk out. I saunter outside and lean against my car as my phone rings again.

“what do you want??” I ask gruffly into the phone.

“well, jezz man, thanks for finally picking your damn call.” my brother says at the other end.

“Noah…. Why are you calling me?? you know I am in school, I has to walk out of a class because you won’t stop f*****g calling me.” I tell him.

“well, don’t get your panties in such a twist, you know I won’t call you except it was really really urgent and you know that.” he says.

“what mess did you get yourself into this time?” I ask him.

“I’m in jail and I need you to come bail me out.” he says.

I don’t say anything for some minutes.

“are you there?” he asks when I don’t reply.

“what did you do to get arrested by the cops??” I ask him.

“it was nothing serious. I went out drinking and there was a fight. I swear I didn’t start any s**t but you know how I get when I am drunk… the man was running his mouth. I had to put him in his place.” he says and curses.

“is that all you did??” I ask because knowing Noah there is always more s**t.

“and then when the cops came they found a little bit of weed on me.” he says.

Yeah, I was right, there is always something more when it comes to big brother here.

“why are you calling me?? have you called mum or dad, they would have sent an assistant to come get you..” I suggest.

“mum is not picking up my calls and dad said he is tired of my s**t. Apparently he paid a lot of money to some people to make the whole story go away, he doesn’t want it tarnishing his image or ruining any of his plans.” he says snidely. There is a lot of resentment there. I am not doing this again with him.

“so you want me to skip school and come bail you out of jail??” I ask him.

“yes man. I’m going to owe you a solid if you can do that for me and I’ll definitely give you back the money.” he says.

Pffft. As if money is the problem. We are freaking rich. A couple of grands is not going to make a dent in my trust fund account.

“on my way.” I tell him and drop the call before he can say any other thing to annoy me. I have to hurry because today is the first come back meeting we are going to be having and as the captain I should be there.

Hurrying inside the car I reminise on the good times. When my brother Noah used to be the apple of my father’s eyes. The star football player, he was doing very well in school, he even caught the eyes of scouts and he already had offers waiting for him for college by the time he was a senior. It even helped that he was from an influencial family because it helped put the best offers on the table. He was thinking of going pro and even if he decided that he didn’t want to go into football he would have joined helping Malcom our eldest brother in heading some of our branches in Paris and New York. Come on now, he had the attention of every one from the people to the media and paparazzi. He could have his pick on any girl and they would have fallen over themselves just be be seen with him

One summer he went to the Texas to stay with my uncle and when he came back that’s when things went down hill. He just quit the team, started flunking school, stopped talking and when he did it was just to shout and curse.

Mama tried therapy, dad cut him off thinking it will drive him back to act right again, he started having random meaningless s*x all over the place, even in places where he would be easily caught by the paparazzi. He just self destruct and it was ugly. I eventually got tired of it because one it was hurting mama more than she let on and it broke our family apart. I think something really horrible went down when he was over at Uncle Marty’s place and till date has never told us what exactly happened to make him spiral out of control so fast.