Unloved

'Daddys work'

*Trigger warning* Drug use and mentions killing*

A few years after my father passed around the age of 17 my mother told me about this "business" my father had. I didn't want to believe her, I didn't want to believe that my father, the better parent, was a criminal.

*Flashback*

"Lucifer get down here right now" mom yells from downstairs.

Here we go.

Since dad died she has been non stop blaming me for everything any chance she gets.

I walk downstairs to see mom sitting on the couch and nik sitting across from her on the recliner.

"What?" I say eyeing nik who looks like he just seen a ghost. My mother on the other hand has a bottle of casamigos in her hand, A half empty bottle might I add.

"Sit" she stand up and points next to nik

As I sit down I glance at nik, He doesn't even look at me.

"Lucifer we have to talk about your father" she's definitely drunk. She never speaks to me unless it's to scream at me, let alone mention dad.

I stood silent and she proceeded, "your father was a- uhh haha how do I say this for you to understand " she rubs her head

"What are you talking about? Just say it or I'm leaving" I go to get up and Nik speaks.

"Sit" he says coldly.

I sit back down and my mother looks at me with such disgust.

"Nik is easier talking to because he didn't suck up to his father like you did" she says laughing and pacing back and forth.

"Just like how you suck up to nik" I mumble and look away from her. Nik snaps his head towards me.

Suddenly my mother lunges towards and grabs my face between her hand. Her thumb and other 4 fingers digging into my cheeks.

"Say it again, I dare you" she speaks her breathe fanning my face. The smell of alcohol very present.

Bitch

"Just tell him, or I will" nik says glaring at mom.

I snatch moms hands away, "the hell are you talking about. You're pissing me off just tell me" I say moving away from my mother to the other side of the couch.

"You're father was a drug lord love" she says sarcastically. She takes a long sip from the bottle.

She can't be serious-

"You're lying" I say rubbing my forehead.

"I told you he wasn't going to believe it, he such a daddy's boy" mom says talking to nik.

"Anyways while you process that-" she circles her finger at me, " I'll tel you the rest"

She stands in-front of me now, "you're father was a good drug dealer, it's how he made money. He would sell to all the preppy little folks around here. Now he had a group of people called the vipers, they are an organization that works for the crooked cops and would do jobs for them, and sell them drugs, now you and nik are going to take control." She gives a fake smile

"No, you do it" I say not even looking at her.

"I can't, they don't respect me because I am a women, and you guys are his kids" she takes another long gulp

"It's only right it's you two" she places the bottle on her knee still holding the top of it.

"No. I'm not doing it." I glare at mom