You were lucky. At least that's what everyone else said. Lucky you didn't die at your psycho father's hand. Lucky the rain of terror ended after his arrest. Lucky you escaped to Riverdale. Lucky you met him.
My father gave me a few simple rules. Rules that I have to follow in order to survive in this world of Gangs, Drugs and Rivals. I never thought of anybody of more than a stain on the rug. That's what I was taught. I was told to never let my guard down, To never find love, to defeat my rivals, to show no mercy and to f...