Do I look like him?

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Meadows pov.

Ugh.

What time did I get home last night? I feel like shit.

I slowly slipped out of bed and I wanted to stand up but I fell onto the floor instead. I grumbled and I hung onto my bed so I could pull myself up. I got up and I saw how I was in the same clothes from last night so my first immediate thought was to go shower.

I walked over to my bathroom, opened the door, closed the door behind me, took off all of my clothes, and tossed them in my hamper. I hopped in the shower and started scrubbing. I looked down at the bruise on my upper torso and saw how it was starting to fade and it didn't look as bad as it did before. Finally, took long enough.

While rinsing I couldn't help but think about Victoria. I smirked at the thought but I quickly stopped myself remembering how she used me. I stepped out of my shower and I started to dry myself and my hair off. I wrapped the towel around my body and then I brushed my teeth, and I walked out of my bathroom to look for my phone. I found it under my bed and I picked it up looking at the time.

"6:17 am"

I set my phone down on my bed and started digging through my dresser trying to find something to wear. I put on a white sports bra, my boxers, baggy jeans, a black graphic hoodie, and some white socks. Hopefully, the hoodie will help hide my hickeys.

I grabbed my phone from my bed, put it in my pocket, and started making my way out of my bedroom. I looked around and down my hall trying to see any sign of if my uncle was home. I saw the lights open downstairs so he definitely was. I sighed and started walking down the stairs slowly. Once I made it downstairs I saw him at the dining room table counting a couple of stacks of money.

I was going to ignore him and go straight to the kitchen but he started talking to me. "Meadow." he said. "Yea?" I replied facing him fully. He pulled a small duffle bag from under the dining room table and pulled out 2 gold-plated pistols, 5 packs of ammo, and a kilo of a substance wrapped in saran wrap. I gulped hard as I watched him pull out everything one by one.

What the fuck?

He looked up at me when he was finished and I looked back at him in confusion and slight concern.

"I need you doing more high-risk Jobs, so the guns and ammo are yours. They belonged to your dad a couple of years ago but they're yours now." He said.

Dad? Haven't heard that word in a minute. Mom always talked shit about him a couple of times while she was still alive because he left us when I was 2. I don't remember much about him. Apparently, I look like him.

"Uhm I don't know how to shoot." I replied hesitantly.

"You'll learn. We'll go to a secluded area each Sunday. After that, you'll be doing some of the more hardcore jobs. I'll give you 2 months to learn."
he said starting to count his bills again.

He stopped counting again and started to slide everything down the dining table and they all stopped right at the edge of the dining table. I gulped hard and I moved closer to the table.

"When using the gu-" I interrupted him picked up one of the guns, clicked off the safety, and cocked it. He looked at me slightly proud and smirked. "I thought you didn't know how to use a gun?" he said.

"I'm a liar." I replied smirking, putting the safety back on, and placing the gun on the table again. "Just like your dad..." he said chuckling and sighing. This is the most he's mentioned my dad in like... ever. I grabbed the pistols again, lifted up my shirt, and put the guns in the waistband of my boxers. I grabbed the amo and the kilo of whatever drug in the other hand. All of these items were weighing me down so much, if he expected me to carry these EVERY time I had to do a run he must've gone crazy.

I made my way back upstairs and into my room. I bent down and put everything on the floor in front of my bed. I laid on the floor sticking my hand under my bed and looking for a shoebox. THE shoebox. I put all my drugs and cigs in there, if anyone were to find it- I'd DEFINITELY be fucked. I found the shoebox and I put the pistols and the kilo of the drug in there.

I closed the box and pushed it back under my bed. I left my bedroom and went back downstairs  into the kitchen. I opened my fridge looking for something to eat since I was STARVING. I found a fruit bowl and Red Bull. Mmm looks good enough... I thought hesitantly. I grabbed them from the fridge and I got a fork and started munching. I drank the Red Bull in between swallows and in not even 5 minutes I was done.

I left my kitchen and went to the closet near my front door so I could grab my backpack and helmet. I opened the closet door, grabbed my backpack, and put on my helmet. I opened my front door so I could leave but my uncle started talking which stopped me in my steps once again. I sighed in annoyance and turned around.

"I'm sorry." he said with sympathy in his voice.

"What you talking about?" I said rolling my eyes and sighing in annoyance once more.

"I'm sorry for everything I'm really trying." he replied putting his money down and looking at me.

"I'm sure you are." I said scoffing.

I turned around about to step outside and close the door behind me but I heard "I love you, Meadow." I stopped for a second taking in the words but I ignored them and slammed the door behind me. He didn't mean it. He hasn't meant it in years.

I turned to my right and walked onto my driveway, grabbing my skateboard from beside my uncle's truck.

I walked onto the sidewalk and started skating way to school.

Hopefully the school day goes by fast because I hate everything and everyone there.
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Words: 1200

The next chapter is gonna be more interesting I'll try and start writing it today.

Btw imma include more "lore" on Meadows dad. Also, Meadows uncles name is "Quinn" I wanna stop referring to him as just uncle he has a name too. So it's uncle Quinn or Quinn from now on.

LAST BUT NOT LEAST Quinn is not a OLD uncle. He's in his late 30s, 36-38. Meadows dad isn't young either but I'll save that for later. 🤫

Oh and TYSM for 600 VIEWS!!!!!!!!💕

If there are typos lmk.

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