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This FF depicts scenes of violence and some cursing .

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The sun was rising when Chris arrived at his home.Another night spent having fun with friends wasting money on every club they came across, until they were exhausted and more drunk than anyone should be. His father was already awake and reading his newspaper, while he was drinking his black coffee at one of their many halls, when Chris opened the door of his house ... no, u couldn't call it a house.The door he opened was the door of his family manor.Calling Chris's family rich would be an understatment. Chris's father Stefan was a sucessful businessman, and the fortune he was able to accumulate was enough to provide his family everything they dreamed of for several generations.

''Having fun again?''

''Well, I would like to say so, but I am not sure'' said the exhausted Chris ''I know that everytime i am having my fun I waste a lot of money, but recently I start to believe I am wasting my time too''

Chris had a very good relationship with his father, he never lied to him or kept secrets about himself. His father would always listen about his problems and would advise him as best as he could.

''I guess it is time for you to grow up and start doing something productive in your life but I have the feeling this is not the case yet''

''The feeling you have is right father , I am not growing up anytime soon'' said Chris with a chuckle.

''Right...how about you tell me what is troubling you son?''

''I guess I can't hide anything from you ,can I? Nevermind don't answer that!''Chris made a big sigh and then started to explain what was troubling him to his father.

''As I was saying, lately I have been starting to believe that I waste my time by living like this.I have all these so called friends but truth is they are nothing more than acquaintances. Somewhere along the way the word friend lost it's meaning and I am surrounded by people I barely know and they barely know me. Some of them even think I am some kind of royalty because of how rich we are.''

At that point Stefan thanked the God in his mind that his son was actually growing up even though he didn't realise it himself and it was only a little. He decided to not interrupt his son by making a comment about it and let him grow up at his own pace.

''Everything I accomplished until now academically was quite easy for me since, I was provided with the best tutors. I never actually tried to do something that would acquire my absolute commitment. Even the boxing I started and refused to be tought under someone because it's not like I want to go pro or something, is just a hobby that makes me burn a lot of calories, and gives my body a nice form which works really nice with the ladies.''

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''Everything is.... everything is so easy.''

Stefan looked at his son for a moment and then opened his mouth

''So you are telling me that you are getting bored'' Chris nodded at that ''And you want to find something that is gonna excite you'' Chris nodded again ''And perhaps meet some people you will be able to call real friends'' Stefan watched his son think with a serious look on his face. After a minute Chris opened his mouth to answer.

''No''

''......''

''......''

''What do you mean no?After thinking for a whole minute this is the answer you got up with?''

''What I mean, is that I don't want to meet with people, at least not for now.I want to do something alone, something that

I am going to accomplish even though all the odds will be against me.''

Stefan felt proud after the answer his son gave him

''What is gonna be that something?''

''I have no idea''

''But you just said what you really wanna do, so you probably have an idea right?''

''No, not at all father, and I am not going to decide that right now.I need to crash in my bed,I don't even know how I could have this whole conversation with you, without dropping dead asleep.And for all reasons this might be a weird idea, I got because I am drunk.''

Chris started moving on the way to his room on the third floor. Once he arrived he crashed in his oversized bed without even changing clothes.

At the hall Stefan started reading his newspaper again, but he soon gave up since he couldn't concentrate his mind on the world's problems or the stockmarket.

''I can't let him do a step forward and two steps back.Not now! He finally started making some progress.I have to find a solution for

this and it's would be better if it happens before he wakes up''

After an hour he had made up his mind and already made the necessary moves.

''He is not gonna like this'' his father thought ''But if I can make him try at least, then the results might be positive.

END

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Chapter 1

First FFic I ever write, so please be hard on me or I will never learn :)