Dark Incentive

One

A/N: Hey Kitties! I hope you enjoy chapter one! This is just the beginning of what's to come! 

Song of Chapter: Jet Black Heart, by 5 Seconds of Summer

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"Leo, I talked to the coach today, he told me that he's definitely putting you on the team," Dad says taking a seat at the table. "Of course he is! Leo has done nothing but work his ass off to get on the team, and he deserves to be on it as much as any other boy does, heck you deserve it way more with all the shit that's been happening with all those fourteen-year-olds doing drugs," mom says setting the food on the table. "I agree, but don't you go doing any of those drugs, they'll ruin you, Leo," Dad says taking a bite of his beef. I only nod and take a bite of the meat sitting on the plate as well. "Leo, why are you so quiet?" Mom asks before taking a sip of the red wine from her glass. "You're not doing any of those drugs are you?" My dad asks setting down his eating utensils, and my mother her glass. "No of course now, I'm just tired, that's all." I lie, I was one of the stupid idiots who was doing drugs, well I was just smoking weed, it's not a big deal, it helps me relax. I just wasn't caught because I had heard the word getting around that the coach was going make the kids take a drug test along with the permission of the parents, so I took a break off of weed for awhile.

"You better be, I better not get any call saying that your drug test came back positive, or that they caught you snorting something up your nose, and if you did snort something up your nose it better be a damn crayon, not some powder shit–"

"Darrell! The poor boy is tired he doesn't need your little speeches of what should be up his nose and what shouldn't! Leo is a smart boy." My mom defends making the lump in my throat grow harder. I take a sip of my water and take a few bites of my food, the lump still remains, but starts to calm down as we eat peacefully.

"Who wants dessert?" My mom asks us, "I made your favorite Leo, double chocolate fudge cake." My mom says bringing the cake to the table, and serving me a big piece. "What is it that you want?" I ask them. They look at each other from across the table and sigh. "Well Leo, you know how you're adopted, right?" I sigh and nod, I can also remember the images of the day that made me enter foster care. I also remember the day I was adopted, and the day I first lashed out at my mom and my first day of therapy. "Well, we were thinking of adopting another boy into the family, now he's only a few years younger than you, ten I believe, and we want to make sure that you're okay with us adopting another boy." I look over at them and shrug, "I don't really mind, a little brother wouldn't be so bad." I told them trying to make them think like I gave a damn whether they brought another child into their home or not.

I only pretended to give a little crap about it, cause I know it'd make my mom happy.  My mom was unable to have kids, and it broke her. So, of course, she decided that she wanted to adopt. She had helped me out of the gutters and now she wants to help another boy out of them as well. I mean I'm happy that it makes her feel at peace to have a family and to have her family be at peace especially after all of the traumatic experience. But for me, kids like me will never let go of the traumatic experience no matter what family or home they are put into. 

"Oh thank you, Leo! It makes me so happy to have you actually want a sibling! I know you go through so much every day and you deserve happiness! I know that your little brother will make that happen! His name is Andrew, he's such a beautiful little boy! You're going to love him!" My mom says handing me a glass a milk. I look over to my dad and see a tiny smile on his lips as he looks over at my mom's excitement. I knew he loved seeing her happy, and I knew he hated when she was unhappy, and I know he hated me when I made her unhappy.

My father never put a hand on me but, I know that the day I lashed out on my mom he wanted to throw me on the ground and beat the shit out of me. Why wouldn't he? My other father did. "We're not sure when we can officially bring him home, or when he will officially be ours, but I'm hoping very soon," Mom says taking a bite of her cake. I smile and take a bite of my cake before answering with an "I hope so too, mom." My mom only smiles and dessert ends quickly. "Leo, can you help me clean up before you take a shower and go off to bed?" Mom asks.

"No problem," I say collecting the dishes and bringing them towards the sink. "I'll rinse the dishes, you set them in the dishwasher," Mom says turning on the faucet. "Okay," I sigh out as she hands me the cups first. "Leo, you know I love you, right?" My mom asks as she hands me the wine glass that she was drinking out of at dinner to put in the washer. "Of course," I say placing the glass next to the other cups. "I just want you to know that we're only getting another child because we want to help this little boy, and we want to have a bigger family, not because of you." My mom says giving me a light peck on the head before passing my the plates. "I know mom, you don't need to worry about me. I don't do drugs, I'm getting into the team, I go to therapy twice a week, I take my medication, I have good friends, I'm going to start freshman year of high school soon, and I'm getting a little brother. I'd say life is pretty good right now." I tell her adding a fake little smile at the end, mom only smiles and gives me another kiss on the head.

Except that lump re-appeared in my throat because I smoke weed, I hate therapy, I occasionally only take my medication, I hate school, and I could give less of a fuck of having a younger sibling. "Mom, if you don't mind I'm going to get ready for bed, I have to wake up early for practice tomorrow," I tell her. "Okay, goodnight Leo, I love you." She says as I walk away. I turn around and give her a light smile, I love you too, mom." I make my way to my room and lock my door. I go into my sock drawer taking out the blunt that I had rolled up two weeks ago before I found out about the drug test they were making the players take. I grabbed my lighter and I made my way to the window. I take the blunt to my lips and inhale deeply, I take the spliff away from my mouth and exhale the puff a smoke that holds on the bullshit in my life.

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A/N: Hey Kitties! It's been awhile! So I think I'm gonna be updating this book every Friday! Or at least I will be trying too! I will be dedicating this chapter to Relaxx1 because she commented in Step-Lover and she had commented nothing but positivity towards "The National Domestic Violence Hotline" which can also be found in the first part of this book! I hope you guys enjoy this book, I know I will be enjoying writing this book because I got nothing but good vibes from this chapter! I love you all!

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