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I can't believe this is happening right now. Why the fuck is this man back in town? Better yet why the fuck hasn't anyone killed his bitch ass yet?
"When did he get here?" I asked pacing around the room, biting my nails.
"He came a little while ago, saying he wanted to see you. I told him you were't here but I just know he's gonna be persistent. You know how your father is..." My mom said.
"Yeah I know how he is. I know how he is drunk, high, sober. Ma that man beat me senseless. He abused me, that's why you took me away and moved in the first place. FUCK" I yelled punching a hole in the wall. I ignored the pain shooting through my hand.
"Bro calm down" Victoria said, standing up and walking up to me.
"Mane I can't be here right now" I said storming out the door.
I heard my brother and sister calling out to me but I ignored them as I got in my car and sped off. I called the person I trusted the most with the information I needed to reveal and he told me where to find him
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"What's up Moschino. What's up Jayceon. I hope I didn't interrupt anything I just need to talk to Mo about some things." I said to Moschino and Jayceon as we sat in the kitchen.
"Nah it's fine Jayceon was just about to cook. We can just go outside in the back so we can talk. Baby did you roll those blunts?" Moschino asked. Jayceon nodded and Moschino walked upstairs and came back down with a black box that was labeled "Green Tea"
We walked outside to the pool area and the scenery was beautiful as fuck. It was warm outside with a cool breeze and the sun was setting. Man, Cali is nice as fuck.
"You seem upset, what's the problem?" Moschino asked while lighting up the first blunt.
"My father came back into town mane...." I said playing with my fingers.
"And.....is that a bad thing?" he inquired while taking another hit and passing it to me.
"Moschino, what I'm about to tell you is something I've never told anyone..." I said as he nodded.
•FLASHBACK•
"Son c-come here" My clearly drunk father demanded. I learned the hard way to steer clear of him when he's drunk but whenever he asked for me I didn't try to argue.
He was sitting on the couch with two of his homboys, passing around a bottle of Hennessy . They all were drunk. The livingroom reeked of liquor so I held my hand to my nose.
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Teen FictionMoschino is the adopted brother of Drake. He moves across the country into this big mansion, attends a "normal" highschool where he meets people who would turn out to be his closest friends. One by one he tells them his "secret", while in the proces...
