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Contain Graphic drug usage, Sexual Content and explicit Language.
Ashlyn was a emotional teen that was just trying to make it through high school. That's it that's all. Well until meets a self-proclaimed psycho that turns her world upsid...
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*BWAK BWAK BWAK*
"Less speed more power", My coach, Tom, instructs as I punch the bag with more force but slower punches
*BWAK* BWAK* BWAK*
"There's my boy", my dad says slapping my back with pride as I smirk.
My dad hated what I did for a living, so we made a compromise. He wanted me to be a fighter, but what he didn't know was that killing and fighting went hand in hand. I was a mercenary year round, but two days out of every month I was nothing more than a fighter. I went through match after match undefeated just to make him happy. He better be glad I love him. I would much rather just knock somebody head off with an axe rather than a two piece combo.
"Here's your cut from the last match Beast", Dad says calling me by my ring name
"You gotta match next month Kyson, but We're done for the day", Coach says proudly as I nod
Coach was like a second dad,so him being proud of me always made me happy.
"Coo. estoy fuera ", I say grabbing the envelope with my Money and walking out the door
I walk to my ride, and ease inside before pulling off into the busy street.
I pulled up at my house, but I swear I wanted to back up again when I seen the grey Honda parked in my fucking yard.
I sigh when she notices me and stops knocking on my door.
Exiting the car, this hoe had the nerve to place a duffle bag in my arms.
"Your son misses you", she says as I sigh
"What the fuck I tell you. Stop pulling up at my damn house", I say trying to hand her back the bag
This is why I don't do relationships. We weren't dating, but when she found out she was pregnant I tried to settle down, and have a family. When Kyrie came I thought my life was complete and I was finally somewhere in life only to find out I wasn't his dad when he was four years old because he needed blood and I didn't match enough to be his father. I still do what I can for him, but shit that never seems to be enough for her.
"Your all he knows Kyson with his condition it's hard finding someone to watch him ", she says as I rub my head in frustration
"Man I need a blunt....Look hoe. You can't just be pulling up and dropping him off with me whenever you feel like it. Miss me with the bull shit. I love him, but ion need you in my life if I can help it.", I say throwing her a dark look
