Prologue

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"You don't fucking understand me! Don't act like you know anything about me when you don't know shit!" I shout at him, my hands balling into fists.

Sal stares up at me, slowly reaching a hand out towards me when I suddenly shove him, his head hitting the wall behind him.

I freeze instantly, my heart dropping. "Shit- Sal I'm-" I shake my head violently, tears forming in my eyes. "I'm so sorry-" I cover my mouth as I leave, my heart pounding in my ears.

"Travis, I'm okay!" Sal shouts after me, sincerity in his voice but I can't turn around. I can't stop walking. If I look at him... I'll see myself in his reflection, staring up at my father. I'm turning into him. Just like him.

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