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I huffed out the nicotine and walked curiously around the road. "Look what we have here."

My breath hitched. It was the voice I used to love, but now come to hate. I continued to walk, ignoring the calls from the devil himself.

Soon I heard footsteps coming toward me. "Fuck off Michael, what's done is done." I threw my cigarette down and stomped on it.

The footsteps faded and I smiled, knowing he gave up. I made my way to the shit cumbled buliding I unfortunately called home. I walked in and ignored the yelling of my parents. They haven't even noticed I came in the door because they were preoccupied yelling at each other.

I tipptoed into my bedroom and fell asleep to the faint screams of my parents.

A/N: HELLO! This is indeed a new story that I hope everyone enjoys. Do not take this idea! I made this up all on my own. Characters are fictional but some are based on real life people. I know this chapter is short but it gets better! Enjoy your reading. Vote, comment & all the good stuff

WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE READING ABOUT ALCOHOL OR SEX OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT THEN DO NOT READ THIS STORY!

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