Hell

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Shades point!

Hell. That word has Max and my name written on it. We were living alright. Our lives are hell. We were looked at differently, treated differently and even beaten by our parents that come back every 7 months drunk. Then once i saw my dad almost hitting Max i snapped. I stood up my hair lit on fire my eyes looked like they stole five people's soul i walked up to him and pushed him away. "If you're going to abuse someone abuse me asshole. If not then get the hell out my house you mother fucker." I said not regretting a single word. "You wanna go? Lets go b-" he started to say something but he collapsed before finishing his sentence. "Don't fret Max. One day you'll have to try and hit your old man one day." I said "But till then i'll be Here just in case." I smiled and then he grinned from then on we moved on. Then-


*gun fires*

"Shit..."

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