Chapter 2: Drew

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beep. beep. beep. is all i hear when i wake up. I shut off my alarm and sit up in my bed. I smell waffles. "Drew! Quinten! Wake up!" I hear My mom yell from the kitchen. i get out of the bed and put on a white v-neck tee and dark worn out jeans. I slip on a pair of socks and an old pair of nike shoes. i comb my hair and walk down the hall towards the kitchen. i see my mom cooking eggs and my 3 year old Little Sister, Susy, helping herself to waffles and bacon. I grab my leather jacket and my keys. About to go out the door i hear my mom say "Where you going? What about breakfast?" so i turn back around and grab a piece toast and turn back to leave again."Drew...Can you please stay?" i hear Susy say. I stop. "You know she won't be here when you get home." Mom adds. I turn around and sit down next to Susy. "Why not?" I ask. "She is going to her father's til Sunday." She say getting all worked up. Im not surprised she is about to cry. See Susy's father beats her. She always goes to his house crying and comes back crying with bruises. But we can do anything about it because he's rich and can get a lawyer.

Finishing up her crying mama ask "Susy, Can you go wake up Quinten?" Susy walks to Luis and my room. Quinten, Known as Q, is my 15 year old brother who is a freshman in high school. He has alot to learn.

"Does she have to go?" I ask "Yes. I have to protect us." she says "No you don't. Me and Q can protect ourselves and you." I yell. "No-" before she can say anything else Susy comes back crying and holding her left cheek. "What happen?" I say. "Quinten threw a shoe at me." As soon as those words came out her mouth i march back into my room grab Quinten out of his bed through him on the ground. "You Up? Good. get dress and get to school. Why would you throw a shoe at her? Doesn't she get enough from her dad. she doesn't need it from you too." I yell. I spot my red bandanna. I grab it and walk out to kitchen grabbing my keys. i walk out the door and slamming it behind me. I hoped on my motorcycle and try to start it up. I see my girlfriend walking towards me. "Hey Drew!" My Girlfriend, Jenna, Says with a fake smile. I know it fake because she never smiles unless shes up to something. "What do you want Jenna? Im kinda busy." I say "Oh i just came to say you look good today and it's over." She says as a guy pulls up in a shiny blue mustang. he rolls down the window and says "You coming sexy." She hops in the car and they drive off.

Finally my bike starts. I pull out my drive way and head towards the warehouse. So far I've Had an argument with my mom, almost beat the crap out of Q, Have to say bye to my little sister, And im Girlfriendless. This is the worst day of life.

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