Chapter 1: The smell of vodka in the morning

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"Shut your damn trap" a door slammed.

That was the problem living in a hostile, it's full of low lives with drug addictions but hey! At least that's a bit better than my life! Don't ever get me started on the noise!

I stretch my arms, sitting up trying to ignore the blinding England summer sun blaring through the only light source in my room . Sat on the bed next to mine was a guy, his name was Lucas. I had a lot of respect for him after all he's been through but that story is for another day.

"Don't you love the smell of Vodka in the morning Riley?" he chuckled.

Vodka made me wanna puke, I've tasted it and It didn't really live up to my growing up to the expectation of Alcohol.

"My mornings would be a lot better if I did" I said rubbing my eyes furiously.

"Well this is life here the same every morning so get used to it" He said looking at me like a child.

Problem was I already have...

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