Viper the enforcer of the hellfire souls Mc is a vicious soul who will go to any lengths to protect the ones he cares about whether it's his baby sister or MC brothers viper takes his job as enforcer Seriously
Stevie McAllister freshly released f...
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The first thirteen years of my life were relatively normal , I was loved and a happy child . Which is a far cry from my sparkly and shinny demeanor now a days . Sense the sarcasm . I'm a straight A bitch at the age of twenty three . I hate most people and I have violent reactions to most minor offenses.
Two months after my thirteenth birthday my once happy and loving home turned into a cold and miserable place. My father who was a beat cop was shot dead on a regular night shift by some fucked up loser who didn't want to go back to jail again.
My mother turned to drugs , and I was left to raise my seven year old brother. She was rarely around and when she was she was most always angry and sometimes violent. My paternal grandparents tried their hardest to gain custody of us .
The Fucking judge only gave them weekend visitation. As you can imagine I became a cold and heartless bitch , by the time I made it to high school I found like minded friends who led me down a path of stupidity and crime. Mostly petty crime but crime nonetheless.
I tried my hardest to protect and raise my brother to be better than I was, But I failed. I left him alone with our mother for over a year and a half. Because I think recklessly and act on impulse. My baby brother at the age of fifteen came to me and said his gym teacher tried to touch him . As you can imagine I didn't handle this news like a normal person.
I hate the police especially since they were the reason my father died and my life went to shit afterwards. So instead of going to the police , I waited until my brother fell asleep and then I went and found this gym teacher at his house. The sick fuck had pictures of young boys and himself all over the walls , framed .
So again as you can imagine I didn't handle this well. No , I made sure the sick fuck could never touch my brother or any young boy ever again. Long story short I cut his dick off with a pair of scissors that were just laying on his desk. And then I beat him to death with a baseball bat that I found leaning against the desk.
As you can imagine I was arrested , some chick lawyer fresh outta law school and working in the public defender's office took on my case. I met her once , I really couldn't even tell you her name . But she got me a good deal instead of you know life in prison, I was sentenced to five and a half years in jail and probation after release.
I only ended up serving twenty-one months due to overcrowding and good behavior. My grandmother passed away while I was inside . She left me her house and her life insurance hoping that when I got out I'd put my life back together and get my shit in line. She didn't use those exact words but you get what I mean.
So two and a half months ago I was released from jail to home confinement. I had to keep this stupid fucking monitor on my ankle at all times. I could only leave the house with express permission from my probation officer . Which was fucking rare.
Two days into me being home and staying at my grandmothers house my mother OD'd on fucking heroin and fentanyl, she died obviously. Stupid bitch. My brother was then put into my custody , thank god , and not into foster care.
