Zanders POV (Point Of View)
I’m looking at my dad, who I think might die of a brain hemorrhage if he keeps yelling like this. I keep seeing that vein popping out on his forehead. I think he might have high blood pressure or something because he has turned about one hundred shades of red. He should probably get that looked into.
I changed my last name and he’s flipping out like the world is about to end. I thought mom would be the one to blow a gasket over this. She’s just staring at her dinner plate not blinking. I think I might have broken my mom. Maybe I should see if she’s still breathing. How does that woman not blink? Yikes. Her eye is twitching. I must have really messed up this time.
“Zander, you’re better than this. What in the hell has gotten into you, boy? Have you lost you ever love’n mind!? This bullshit is all over the media. My phone has blown up all damn day with people thinking you lost your damn mind. I have to say I agree with them. Your grandmother is having a fit.”
My dad owns the biggest movie production company on the East coast. He also used to be a male model. I usually keep my dates away from here because they all hit on my dad. We look a lot alike and I pretend to be him to get in elite parties.
He and my mother are pretty well-known celebrities, but he hates California. I think it’s the traffic. He used to bitch about it all the time. So he moved us to Miami when I was in high school. His movies are up there with Star Wars and the Titanic from what I’m told. Hell, I don’t know. I can’t remember any of the films he’s made. He won’t let me be in any of them so I couldn’t care less.
My mom was a pretty popular actress and model in the 90s. She plays super housewife and dragon lady mom now. Seriously, if there was a superhero for doing laundry and cooking, it would be her. She’s actually pretty smart. Marrying my dad made sure she’s financially set for life. She doesn’t need to work, but she has some cooking blog or something. He’s loaded so I don’t know why she doesn’t just hang out on the beach drinking mimosas with her MILF friends. Wonder what she would say if she knew I banged her friend Vivian? Viv is a cougar now on her fourth husband. Mom and dad have been together since college so mom doesn’t realize her friends are far from innocent.“It’s just a name, Pops. Relax.”
My dad bangs on the table, “Don’t tell me to fucking relax. You half-wit! And don’t call me Pops! I’m your damn father for gosh sakes! I brought you in this world and...”
“And you’ll take me out. You said that like five times already.”
“You’re getting on my last nerve, boy. Are you even thinking about your future? You want to be a big star, but this YouTube shit and reality show nonsense will not cut it. It’s fifteen minutes of fame. A real star works for it. It takes dedication.”
I shrug, “My way works so far. I’m making big money off of YouTube and Instagram.”
“Not enough. You live off my money like some spoiled entitled brat. Zander Kane, I should slap the stupid off you. If you want to be taken seriously in this business, go take some acting classes. Get a damn job and get an agent. You graduated from college two years ago in film. Start working at the studio and pay your dues while doing auditions. I’m sick of this shit.”
“Why? I’ll be taking over for your old ass anyway when you retire. Not like I have to go look for a job. I’ll just work at Kane Studios. In the meantime, I can have some fun. You told me to enjoy my youth why I can. I’m twenty-six. I have my whole life ahead of me. Mom didn’t take acting classes. Why should I?”
“Your mother has a unique natural talent for acting. You are a buffoon,” my dad grabs his glass of bourbon.
“Buffoon? Dude? How old are you? Oh, and it’s Zander Vain now. Not Kane. Mr. Vain if you want to be fancy about it.”
My dad is now rubbing his temples pouring himself his third glass of bourbon straight. He takes a shot like a pro. I love messing with him. I may have broken my dad too. He doesn’t realize that I just do this shit to piss him off. It’s entertainment for me. Everything else around this place is boring as fuck.
“Ok. Tell me one more time why you thought this was a good idea?”
“I have a huge social media following. People are always saying I’m vain so I went with it.”
“And it’s now your legal name?”
“Idiot. So tell me this. What are you going to do when you want to get married? Do you think some lady will want to become Mrs. Vain?”
I’m laughing hysterically now. He actually believes I will fall in love with some dream girl and give him perfect grandkids. They should have had more kids because I want no part of that life.
“You assume I want to marry someone who I have to answer to. There is way too much pussy out there for that shit. I will stay single and ready to bang bitches whenever I want.”
My mom Grace’s eyes just shot up to me, “ALEXANDER MASON KANE! Watch your dirty mouth! Don’t you talk about women that way.”
Oh shit. I woke up the dragon lady. I said too much. She said my full name. I might die tonight. Mom has come back to life and is now looking at me like she’s ready to drag me to hell with her perfect manicured talons. She got her nails done in those sharp tips and pokes me with them when she’s pissed off. Hence the name dragon lady.
Maybe I should not tell them the rest. Too late. It’s coming out like word vomit at this point.
“Oh! Mom. Dad. I wanted to let you know that I am getting married. You’re invited.
My father Mason sighs dramatically taking another shot.
“Please don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”
“I’m going to marry myself. I have the whole thing planned. The wedding is in a month. Huge party. My buddy Justin is getting ordained, and a full bar. I have an awesome bachelor party planned. I sent invitations yesterday. The media are going to eat this shit up.”
“The idiot actually said it.”
The old man may possibly die right now. He looks like he’s not feeling so well. Maybe I should ask if he needs his meds? Wait? Does my dad take meds?
My mom practically growled, “What... the...fuck?”
Yep. I broke my mom. She just syed like she was possessed. She’s now pouring bourbon for herself. She doesn’t drink. And, she said fuck so that confirms I officially broke my mom. She never cusses and is always complaining that dad and I need to watch our language.
“Think about it. No one could ever love me as much as I love myself.”
My dad’s laughing now. Not sure if that’s good or bad.
“Well, that’s for damn sure. Dumbass. Son, I think you broke your mother. Grace, it will be ok.”
Dad rubbed mom’s shoulder, and she waved him off. She must really be mad.
“Shut up. You’re both idiots. Mason call, Camron Hicks. Have your idiot son meet his daughter.” My mom stabbed at her stake eating it like a rabid dog.
“Mom. No setting me up. I can get girls on my own.”
“She’s not a date, moron. She’s a therapist. Olivia is the top of her field. If she says you’re not off your ever love’n rocker, we’ll go along with this crazy scheme of yours... for now,” dad groined.
“Dad. I’m fine.”
“Son, you’re far from fine. You’re a nutcase. But, we love you. See the therapist and I will consider not cutting your money off.”
Dang it. He said the M-word. Cutting off my money means I have to be normal. I hate normal. He’ll expect me to work for him. Shit.
“Fine. I’ll meet with her.”
“Good. I’ll set it up.”Mason’s POV
My son is a complete moron. He can’t possibly think this is ok. Shit...yes he can. Sadly, it will all work out for the dumbass. Everything works out for him. No matter how stupid of his cockamamie schemes are. Where did we go wrong with this boy?
Climbing in bed I can see my poor wife is ready to have a nervous breakdown. She knows as-well-as I do Zander will go through with marrying himself. It’s probably not even legal but he will do anything for shock value.
“Grace? Honey? Are you ok?”
“Our son is the most brain dead idiot I’ve ever known. What is he thinking? No... he’s not thinking. He never thinks. He just does whatever stupid shit poops in his head. And you! How could you go along with this? Don’t think you’re getting any tonight.”
Figures. Zander screws up and I get cockblocked from my beautiful wife for the next week or so. I’m going to put a hit out on my own damn son. There is mafia in Miami right? Nah. Too easy. He would just annoy them until they decided he’s nuts and feel sorry for him. Or they would hire the moron. He is pretty persuasive. He would end up the mob boss in a week with as many women as he can handle. Lucky bastard.
“Mama. He’s our son. He’s stupid but we love him.”
" I love him but I don’t have to like it. And talking about women like that. Who taught him that? Dirty mouth. He is about to meet the other side of his mother. No more nice mom.”
Nice mom? When did that happen? My wife is a hard ass. That’s why I love her. She’s a fireball. Zander better watch his step or crazy dragon lady will be on his ass.
They are just alike. She used to come up with crazy schemes too when she was younger. I wonder if she remembers how we got Zander? She was burning bras on the college campus at a protest and she gave me her bra instead. She told me it was a free pass to her lady parts. She got pregnant with Zander that night. Damn it. Now I’m thinking about sex.
(Mason moved his hand on his wife’s hip.)
“Not a chance. Go sleep on the couch.”
Shit. I’m killing that brat myself. Damn you, Zander.
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