Chapter 2: Westen

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*December 10th*
*Thursday 2:30 pm*
*Therapy office*
*Tyler's POV*

"What's been on your mind Tyler? We haven't talked in a while."

"I thought everything was good that's why."

"What changed?"

"I met this boy... He clearly is not in a good living situation."

"How old is he?"

"15."

"Is your girlfriend aware?"

"Yes, and she doesn't really like the thought of me helping the boy out."

"Why is that?"

"Because I think she knows."

"Knows your secret? I think so too."

"I been keeping myself away from them, but he just came along."

"You know he's vulnerable so why didn't you take advantage of him?"

"Because he clearly isn't innocent. I could tell he seen things and experienced things he didn't want to."

"You'd rather pray on innocent teenage boys?"

"Pretty much."

I say full of shame.

"All I can really tell you is stay away from him."

"I truly do but he needs my help. Nobody is safe in the streets, especially him."

"Come clean to Willow."

"Are you out your fucking mind? She'll kill me! I love her so much."

"If you love her so much then you'd come clean."

"There is no point."

"Why not?"

"She doesn't want kids. She won't adopt one neither."

"Are you sure she doesn't know?"

"If she knew she would've been gone."

"Or she's staying because of something. You guys aren't married."

"I don't know what would be holding her back either. She doesn't know and it's going to stay like that."

His timer goes off.

"That's all the time we have."

"Alright."

"I want an update next week."

"Sure, I'll be there."

*Steve's POV*
*Steve's house 5:10 pm*

I unlock the door. I hear my dad in the kitchen while the radio blasts whatever is on.

"Steve that you?!"

"Yes sir."

I really don't want to do this right now. I walk into the kitchen.

"Why do you keep coming home late?"

"The bus was late, and I have to take three busses."

"Okay and?"

"Dad-"

"Don't call me that."

"Sir I can't get home so early if I'm taking three busses."

He quickly turns around and holds me against the wall.

"Nigga I said you need to be here by 4:30. If I tell you again, I'll rip your damn head off."

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