Chapter 1

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Quinton

My dad beat me up again

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My dad beat me up again. This wouldn't be the first time — or the last. I guess this is one of the perks of having a mafia lord as your father. Even though he hits me sometimes, I still think he's my favorite person in this fucked up world. He's the only person in my life who loves me unconditionally. He says my mom did too but I wouldn't know, she was stabbed to death when I was eight. From my memories of her, she was a kind and strong woman. Fast forward to the present, I am now a senior in high school. And my last first day of high school begins.

Obviously, my morning, much like my life had to be ruined by my disgrace of a brother, Franco. Dad has never even lifted a finger against him, but I like to think that it's because he sees absolutely no potential in him, because there really isn't. He's never gotten anything above a D since like, elementary school. But, he's extremely good at manipulating others into thinking he knows shit. That's why dad keeps him close to his business. Our "business"is basically a tobacco company — that also grows and deals with rare and expensive drugs, none of this marijuana stuff.
Anyways, he told me that I don't deserve to go to Oakland hills. It doesn't bother me because I know I worked hard to get in here and I can see that my hard work has finally paid off.
My dad tells him to stop bothering me and gives me the same speech as the previous years — study hard and don't. get. distracted. 

After what feels like an eternity, the bus finally arrives and little did I know what was in store for the future.

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