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Ryan showed up this morning and things went from bad to worse in our home.

My parents were never the loving kind.

My dad had money and my mom was a stripper.

He tipped well during a bachelor party and ended up doing the ol aggressive cuddling as a result of a first time drinker taking 20 years of an abusive father out on the poor barmaid.

He woke up the next day with a passed out exotic dancer in his bed and his father, who was half proud, half pissed had them married withen the month.

Turns out I was also a outcome of his income if you get my drift and I was born eight months later.

Dad knew grandad was dying and knew keeping this, woman, around would keep him in good graces with him and four years later pops died and dad filed for devorce.

Only to see a nice little clause stating that if he devorced her then every cent of the sixteen million grandad was worth would go to her, or me if I was over the age of 18.

So dad stayed married and mom got the rewards.

Everything she wanted, millions on handbags and shoes, clothes and parties and then finally.

Then eleven years passed and then Ryan showed up.

Ryan's my dad's fiance and come this winter they're getting married.

I remember that day.

Sitting in my room gaming when the shouts started.

After about the fifth 'you sick fucking faggot' I decided to slither my way downstairs and saw what was happening.

At first I thought the lenky long haired guy was here to deliver something and got rapped into their argument waiting for payment.

So I grabbed my wallet and went to pay him.

The moment we made eye contact he went from a light Pink to red and backed up when I got closer.

"Sorry about all of this, it's surprisingly normal, how much do we owe." I ask and he only looked to my dad in what I could only guess was for help.

"Uh, I'm Ryan." He said and I nodded.

"OK and what do we owe you." I ask again before my mom sees me and glares.

"That's your father's fuck buddy. He's putting us out for him." She said and dad turned to me.

"No, it isn't like that, you don't have to go, you're mom does." He says and I only turn back around and turn to the stairs.

"Uh Ryan, do you like video games?" I ask and he smiles.

"I love them." He says and I nod towards upstares which he follows almost immediately.

We walk into my room and I turn on the massive TV holding up both the Xbox and Playstation controller. Trying to see which one he favored he pointed to the Playstation and I toss him the controller.

"Let's play outlast." I say and he smiled widely.

"So you're dating my dad?" I ask finally as he navigated the halls of the Asylum.

"Uh, yeah." He whispers and I smile.

"Is he happy with you?" I ask and he nods.

"I think so." He says and I smile.

"Then I hope everything works out for you two. Dad deserves to be happy." I tell him.

After about half an hour the yelling stopped and I joked with Ryan, and he seemed so cool.