The Secret //BL//

You know that saying "those who do not work shall not eat". Yeah, like one those families that believe everyone should work for their income in what they get. Like a chore for a rewards from your parents if you do good. But, not in my house. I come from a wealthy family. Not to big or not too small, well we are well know through out. Because my mom's a actress, while my father is a musician. My older brothers who are models whilst I just don't know what I'll do for my future alone. It's pretty obvious that I should be wanting to do the same things like them but like I would say. I'm just not interested in being the same like everyone else. Getting that attention from strangers who may just want to follow you home. I know that, because it's happened to my brother. Well one of my brother's, Ray, who isn't that good at being observant with his surroundings, and just goes with the flow. Because I don't really think he could care less. Yes he loves his career, and he loves his adoring fans but he doesn't think about what inconveniences there would be. "COMIA ARE YOU COMING DOWN FOR BREAKFAST", my family butler yells from outside my door. Yes, that's my name. From my grandfather actually, he traveling overseas right now making a big publicity stunt for his acts that he does. Well because he's a stunt man at the age of 57, he has the enthusiasm like a child to keep going. I do worry for him at the most part, but he'd call me every other night just to say, "I'M STILL ALIVE COMIA SO DON'T WORRY", yet knowing I'll still be nervous. .... "I'm coming Servi", I yelled out to our family butler. But I know he's still at the door just waiting with a smirk on his face. A I hurry the dress myself with a simple white button-up shirt, with tight jeans that show my body's curves. Though I'm a guy, my friend's say I have my mother's àss. It's weird that, that is what they think about, besides their future. But anyway, I swing the door open to Servi, who just stands there not saying a word to me knowing that if he does, I just be angry. Yes he upsets me because he tries to force me to join the family business and start my debut for my career. I've made it through my life so far working at a restaurant as a waiter for 2 years now. Almost making it to my 3rd,and I'm starting college in a few days. My birthday is coming soon, I'll be turning 19, so I'll be asking them if I could leave the house to make my own living. ........... Walking down the steps Servi follows behind me steadily as we enter the dining room. The sounds of forks and knifes hitting the plates softly. And the sounds of chewing that came from my brother had all came to a stop when my mother saw me standing at the door. She stood up and walked towards me giving me a big hug. "My dear, good morning, I hope you slept well", she said after kissing my forehead. I replied, "I'm doing fine mother". I hugged her and she directs me to my chair. How do I know if she faking or not about her love for me, well.... I could only tell if I jokingly told her, father was cheating on her. She'd pretend not to care, and uses her acting on the rest of us as she would just ignore father for a day. Just until she just starts the 5 stages of grief. But back to what I wanted to ask them, it's better If I said something now than later. "Hey mom, dad...", they look at me, but my 3 older brothers continued to indulge in what was happening on their phones. "what is it sweety", my mom said as she stopped chewing her food. "W-what would you say, if I wanted to leave the house.... and uh, live on my own", I said it with a stutter but it was evidence on their faces that they hated what I said. Even my brother's shut off their phone's and looked at me with a murder intention. Wow I wished if my life could swallow me whole. Dad stood quickly and walked out from the dinning room. I knew he was upset, but it's not like I said I was to start becoming a str*per for some weird people who go see that stuff. Well, mom said she'd would support me in whatever I would do. An right about now, I'm seeing it head in that direction. "If your going to leave this house, you minds well be interested in starting your debut." Ray said. An like always, John and Mike just agreed with him. "I don't want to go into the entertainment business, I'm not interested in that", I said stuffing my face with the food that had just gone cold. "Then don't even think about leaving this house Comia", my mom said walking out in the same direction as my father. "Ray, I want to make my own decisions but-" "We all want things, we all do thing on our own, but never had we just got what we want", he said patting my head. It was always like a reassuring gesture to me, and it's like his hands are really warm. They know I want to do things on my own, but it's like they never want to let me leave them. "Ray is spoiling you to much", John said finishing his food. "And your criticizing him to much", Mike quickly said as he grabbed his belongings. They'd head to work first thing in the morning, as I would go to school, and sit in class all day. I don't mind though, it's the only time, where I get to be myself and let loose throughout the day. So I grabbed my jacket and walked to the cars parked out front with the family staff lined up waiting for me to leave.