| Chapter Eleven Lucky came up with a plan to get Stavros to love him or at least stop hurting him. He spent every Sunday in his room painting. The rest of the family was by the pool and that was the one place no one could make him go to. When Father�s Day arrived Lucky waited until Nikolas gave Stavros his present. It was a solid gold pen and pencil set for his desk with his name engraved on top. Lucky entered the room with a larger picture and a card in his hand. The eight-year-old stood in front of Stavros shaking. This would be the first time he ever spoke to Stavros first. �I made you something and I want to read you the card, Master Stavros. Is it all right?� He asked as politely as he could. Helena nodded her head and motioned him to continue. Lucky softly spoke, �This is a painting of my family and I want to thank you for being a better father than Luke ever could be to me. I hope you like it,� and Lucky handed over the painting. Lucky had copied by free hand a picture of all of them standing around the large fire place and for an eight year old it was really good. Stavros just stood there looking down at him not saying a word. Everyone was hoping he would at least act decent for once, but he didn�t. Stavros took the painting and card, and he walked to the fireplace and threw them in. Even though it was middle of June, Stavros lit a fire burning both the painting and the card. Lucky stood in the center of the room trying not to cry but failed. He turned to Stefan and asked, �May I be excused, Master Stefan?� Lucky asked, through his tears. �Yes, Lucas you may go,� Stefan said, watching the boy turn and run out of the room. Helena looked at Stavros and demanded, �In my office now!� When they were alone she looked at him coldly and said, �You are a fool. You had him right where we wanted him and you blew it. He was reaching out to you and you threw everything back in his face. He would have turned on Luke, but now he may not go against his father, at least not willingly. Stavros, you aren�t in charge of things here. Methos is and you might have forgotten that. He isn�t around but he could be with a phone call from me. Get your act together or I will call him. You do remember what he is capable of don�t you?� she asked him. �Yes, Mother. I haven�t forgotten because you won�t let me. I do everything you ask but like that boy. This isn�t going to work. I know he will replace me and I�m going to destroy him just like you destroyed me.� He said and turned to head out of the room. Helena just stood there in shock. Stavros never spoke to her like that at any time in his life. �You won�t destroy him. Lucky is too much like his grandfather and father. I�ll find a way to turn the tables on you and Methos. Then my son, we will see who will destroy who,� she said in a cold voice. Chapter 12 Return to Cassadine Revenge |