My Broken Billionaire

Dark night

Xavier POV

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The foster care I was in, was for people like me

Dark

Those kids came up from similar places like I was from

I was bullied by the people around me for the scars on my body which they found ugly

And for my heterochromia eyes (different colored eyes)

I was just sick of the hatred I was receiving, and they should have known that those weren't just my scars but my demons who lived inside me,

I fought for them,

They lived for me

One day when a bully tried to tease me for my different colored eyes

How scary I looked, the laughter thickening the air and when he called me a son of a b***h

I lost it

I threw my fist at his face ,and punched him till his face splattered with blood

See the violence runs in the family

That day when I looked in the mirror, I saw my abusive father's reflection instead of mine

That doesn't mean, it was the last

But it was just a beginning

I enjoyed the fear in my roommates, wickedly and always picked up fights like I was born for trouble

Once I even stole few beer bottles from my warden when I couldn't sleep because of the nightmares which I still live with

The foster care I was in, had enough of my bullshit

I was soon turning fifteen, and I was not picked by anyone for adoption

They all termed me as a broken good, untouched by any

In fact if any parents were coming to see the kids for adoption

I was made to stay away

Because they didn't want to showcase the beast out in the light

I was there shame

That was until Roger McQueen walked in

I remember the day I was called to my Wardens office

Roger shook his hand in mine with a big smile watching me

He called me handsome while I just scoffed

That was the first time in my whole life I was given a compliment

Because every time it was an abuse

I didn't know what to do when he called me handsome , I just stood numb staring at the man

Within hours my things were packed, and I was travelling in a limo with my shitty Clothes

From a public school to all rich class academy called "Princely High School " which was meant for rich people ,celebrities and politicians children

I was sixteen when I accompanied Roger for a charity ball

That was the first time, the world found out about me including Roger's brother

I was on top of all the newspaper with a popular heading

"The billionaire's Son "

That's what they called me

Few tried to dig my past ,the place I came from

But Roger was protective he paid billions to keep my real identity disclosed

He sheltered me, safe

But he failed to see, I didn't fit in his world

Especially I was not a cub anymore

Who wanted his shelter

I got very soon addicted to the alcohol, and the sudden found money

spent all my nights, partying and getting wasted

Because that gave me an escape from the dark place I come from

When I turned seventeen, I made the top headlines

"Mr. McQueen's son arrested for physical assault "

They wrote far worse things about me about how drunk I was ,how spoiled, or how I was high on drugs

Which was truth

Nothing was a lie

I even overdosed once and every body thought I almost died

Only after that incident Roger started involving too much for my card

Because Roger was hurt by my behavior

Till then I used to live in a big mansion alone with my body guard's and a personal secretary

A typical rich life

But after the news was out, and my sudden act of drugs left Roger on his toes, worried

So Roger started involving in my life too much

And I didn't like it

He started dropping me off to school, living with me

Every day telling me to concentrate on my school

I was not used to parental guidance

At first I hated him for doing so

When he started to cut out my money, so I'll focus on my school

When he took my car and my credit card away

And ordered my staff to monitor me, give him updates on my school, my life outside the school

That was not all, he wanted me to go to counseling, even a rehab for my alcohol addiction at such young age

But the truth is I am as stubborn as Roger

I don't give a f**k about my school or my public image

I was a dirty scum

And I don't mind going back there

No matter how things got worst ,Roger never regretted adopting me

Maybe he did care for me

Maybe he wanted to treat me like his own

But I can't stand good

I can't stand kindness when I was raised by a man who suffocated me every single time when I tried to breathe

I'm just going to walk away from Roger

He doesn't deserve my s**t

He deserves better

"Mr. Mcqueen

You have a call " Carson rushes towards me

While I sit in the middle of the road

On top of my car

staring at the night sky

drinking

"Ask Roger to leave me alone

Tell him I'm never coming back

Ask him to go pick someone else to play his good son " I growl out

I don't deserve this life, or he deserves someone like me

"It's important

And its Kourtney on other side "Carson stammered

Kourtney, Roger's personal lawyer

"What ?

They are going to nullify my adoption ?

Let them

Leave me alone " I raise my voice

But a voice stops me

As Carson puts the call on speaker

"Xavier

Listen to me,

I need you do to come down to Queens hospital

Right now

Roger got into an accident

And his condition looks bad "

My face goes hard as I hear her and I just blink

His condition is bad

The words repeat in my mind as I get inside the car

I clutch on to the bottle in my hand

Afraid to drink further

Afraid that ill never remember this night when I wake up in the morning

The car pulls up in front of a huge hospital building owned by McQueen's

And I'm escorted

I stumble on my step as I'm lead to the emergency room

And the bottle in my hand reaches ground

Spilling the alcohol, all around as the emergency room opens wide and my eyes land on Roger