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Charlie, after seven years, the last time I saw him, he was younger, like a young man. He was still young, I mean he was a real man now, he had muscles, his skin was golden with life, his short dusty blond hair was vibrant, his blue eyes too. But I didn't want him, part of me hated him for one reason."Alex, what happened to you? Where's Tony?" He asked in a less enthusiastic tone. I just looked away, my eyes slowly wandering around, not wanting to make eye contact with his hypnotic ones.
"Sir, do you know him?" The Lady asked.
"Yeah, he's my step son."
"Did he run away from y-you?" Thomas asked.
"No, h-he- '' Charlie sighed "Bring his papers I'll sign them or nobody will,"
He exited the big room. I followed the lady and the two Miami cops. They asked me to sit outside while they went into the office. I heard them discussing and I couldn't stop my curiosity, I was good at eavesdropping so I press my ear gently on the door without making any sound.
"But sir, I don't understand if he didn't run away from you then who?" I heard a famine voice say.
"Seven years back, I was dating his mother as she divorced his abusive father, then everything went bad and she was murdered on the day of his birthday, he was just seven, so I took him in my care, but his father later came claiming custody, and it was giving to him. So the kid was taken away from me to his abusive father. Then the both disappeared to I don't know where, I was searching for seven years, I took part of the blame on myself."
"But if his father was an abusive freak, why give him back?" A voice that I assumed to be Thomas's said.
"He went to this rehab, and he said he was okay, nothing was wrong with him, since I was not his legitimate father, he was taken away."
"So I assume his father took him to Miami, then why didn't he give us the address of his father when we asked, and why did he lie to us?" Dave said.
"I don't know, maybe something horrible happened," said Charlie.
I sunk back into my seat. I hated when people were talking about me, I pulled my phone out, went to the message app and clicked Laura.
Hey babe!
Hi handsome, but where the hell have you been?
😌 in the police station.
Holy crap! You got bursted?
Nah.. I got rescued, if I get to Miami I'll kill someone!
"If you get to Miami? But where the hell are you! 😠
In California! Bring that tone of yours down! 😬
M sorry,
Yh whatever! Bye!
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"Stupid me," I muttered while tucking my phone in my pocket. "I should have known that Charlie was a cop, a chief officer now, he'll take me with him and I don't want that! I was born to be free, not under some adult shit! Ow!" I rested my head on my hands, the headache was growing worse. I couldn't leave with Charlie cause I hated him.
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The story of my life (wattys2019)
Non-FictionAlexander tried all he could to be happy, but each time he faces another hell, happiness seem to be the last thing in his life, maybe when he dies he'll find it. First his father turn into a monster seeking for his misery, then his mother died, he...