Big Fluffy Unicorns

lol i have mommy issues

4:30 am

How the hell did you end up in a juvenile detention center?

I honestly don't want to remember. Back when I was like fourteen or fifthteen, I helped some people who were transporting some type of drug to another country...

Flashback~

"Careful with those, kid!"

I apologized to the man. He had this weird haircut that kind of resembled a dirty mop that hasn't been washed since Isaac Newton invented gravity. He also looked like he'd seen some shit.
I tried being as careful as I could, but these boxes were fucking heavy.
"What type of shit you guys put in here?" I asked.
"Illegal cat girl hentai", he answered.
"Really?!" I geeked.
I realized he was kidding because of the look he gave me. I was kind of disappointed, but not surprised.

End of flashback~

So, like, that happened. The crew that I was in were supposed to deliver a cargo onto the ship but we ended up delivering the wrong one. I think we might've loaded on a bunch of dildos onto the ship instead of what we were suppose to.
Anyways, we called it a night and as soon as I stepped onto the van that brought me here, a much of lights turned on and turns out the FBI was watching us the whole time. Since I was still a minor, and I didn't have any other choice, I got off easy and was only sent to juvie.
It wasn't so bad. I mean, 3 meals a day, I made friends ( kinda), and I slept pretty well. There was also this guard who was pretty cute and would always look at me and do me favors...
The reason I did what I did was actually for me...and for my dog, Rufus. He's a chihuahua and no he's not that satanic, bitch-ass chihuahuas you see on TV. He's a fucking saint. The most loyal, caring, understanding, and adorable dog anyone could ask for. I needed money to get him proper shots and other things because my dad wouldn't lend me or pay for his health. Kind of the same thing with me.

I needed to pay for school, health, hygiene, clothes, food etc.
But nooo, he had to just waste all of the fucking money on some stupid gamble when we lived in Vegas. I was like, I don't know, 5? After he lost nearly everything, my mom left us. She didn't take me because "He will have to live with the consequences". Bullshit. We left Vegas and moved to San Francisco in like the shady part of it. I didn't make much friends there. There was a school nearby that you didn't have to pay for, so my dad decided to enroll me there. I didn't really get along with other kids. They would hit me, steal my things, blame everything on me, and other things.
I didn't care at first, but not until they stayed bullying Brady, my first ever best friend. One day, during recess, a bunch of kids waled up to us whilst we were minding our own business under the trees, and decided to spit on us. I told them to fuck off, but of course, as any 5-6 year old, they weren't used to hearing worlds like the ones I used, they flipped out or something. I didn't care as long as they didn't do anything to Brady.
          But then those little shits kept on pissing me and him over and over again until we got to like 8th grade. We didn't care. As long as we were still together everything was okay. Until it wasn't.

       

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