Chapter 1 - Home Sweet Home

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Aiden Carter Davis ^^^^

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Aiden Carter Davis ^^^^

Chapter 1

Aiden POV

The car drove smoothly along the crooked road as I passed houses on houses that I was overly familiar with. Memories past in my head, traces of nostalgia and resentment as the man said to be my father drove us away from the tattered streets of Fenric Road. As far as I can remember I always lived here, just me and my intoxicated mum in a run-down house on the corner. My mum and I weren't close, the only times I saw her she was either high or drunk as she would either drug herself or be upstairs pleasuring a new costumer since well, shes a prostitute. Can't say I'm any better cause I love to have a smoke with my mates, get high, drunk. I had a gang and I was their leader, keyword there is was since someone called child services on my mum. They say it was a worried neighbour but I know that's bullshit, no one in this neighbourhood gives a damn about an abusive parent, hell, half of them probably were abusive parents. 

I know who it was who called child services, someone close to me, I thought Callum was my friend, him and Trevor were the only ones I was really close with. I can't believe I trusted that sly twat when all along he was just after my gang. Luckily I already passed the gang on to Trevor, he's 20 so probably knows how to run it better and we've been mates for longer. Honestly, he might run it better than me whos only 18 and I'm glad I passed it to him cause there's no way I'd let the guy who ratted my mum out and got me taken away from here. Bloody lying Prick. 

So back to reality, I'm currently sitting here in this surprisingly nice car with an awkward air between me and this guy whos meant to be my father. Kurt Davis.

"So..... Addie! How-"

"It's Aiden." I said sternly, don't want him getting the idea that he can show up after all these years, act like he gives a shit and everything will be fine.

I don't have a good view of him since he left mum after only 2 months after she had me, it's no wonder I turned out a bit messed up considering Vivian(mum's name) forgot I existed half the time. Literally everything went tits up after he left even though I can't remember anything from back then, was probably dropped on my head a few times. 

But yeah, not a good impression of him, he only came cause child services called, he'll probably leave me on the streets once he realizes he doesn't want my moody ass to live with him.

We've been driving for a while now, don't know how long, but all  I can see are long motorway roads going for miles. Where the fuck are we going? 

After what felt like hours, we finally turned down a posh looking road, like something out of California, onto a street with a big sign reading 'Bellhurst'. I can definitely say I've never been down a road like this, everything looks massive, is this a street especially for mansions? No wonder this guy left mum if it meant living here. 

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