Gang Leader's Son

Hangovers are the worst

Zach's POV

After Issac hung up I put my head down.

"What's wrong?"

"Kimberly, this is important question."

"Okay."

"Are you scared of men when they are drunk or have had a drink?"

"Kind of why?"

I cussed under my breath and look at Nicole and Alisa.

"You don't really need worry about this but, whenever Issaquah has a fight with his mom it messes with him. He goes out to a friends and has a drink or two and it doesn't help. It messes with all of him. His thoughts, emotions and actions. Never once has he gotten violent with us, but he has punched a kid, Ron, I think."

Just then I heard him kill the engine to his bike.

"Girls can you go upstairs to Lisa's room?"

"Yeah."

I looked over at Nicole and she nodded. I got up and kissed her head before going up with the girls.

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Issaquah's POV

I stormed up the stairs before walking in and slamming the door shut. My mom stood at the stairs and pointed up to her room. I sighed and marched my happy ass up there. I threw myself on the couch.

My mom came in and gave me a hug. She then gave me a speech about how she was sorry and how I'm a perfect son. She even said I'm more then what she wanted.

"Mom, don't let dad kick me out. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. Not only did I hurt you but I probably hurt my sister and fucked up my relationship. Kimberly could and up leaving me."

"I can't say anything for them but I can send the girls in together and your father in before them."

I nodded and sat on the couch crying. I kept shaking my head and looked up when I saw my dad. I got up and gave him a hug before sitting down again.

"Please don't kick me out. I didn't mean to hurt mom, you or Alisa. And I never meant to fuck up my relationship with Kimberly."

"I'm not kicking you out for a mistake. Mistakes are what make us human. Besides I love you Issac and I'm never kicking my son out of his home."

I nodded and he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll send the girls to get some milk then up here. Okay Issac?"

"Okay. Love you dad."

"Love you too Issac."

I got up and started pacing around and running my hand through my hair. I let out a frustrated groan and kicked the couch. I sat down and closed my eyes, mad at myself.

I heard the door open then close but I just looked down.

"Here Issac."

I grabbed the cup and mumbled a thanks before drinking it in one go. Kimber my sat on one side of my and Lisa on the other.

"Issac-"

"I know Alisa, you don't like when I get this way. You said that last time."

"I know but that isn't what I was going to say."

"Then what were you going to say?"

"Quit the attitude so I can tell you."

I rolled my eyes and motioned her to continue.

"I was going to say that I love you. And before you say it, you aren't a sucky brother. You just have your ways to cope with these types of situations."