Chapter 1

Pack up and start running

Damn I guess I finally did it. She shipped me off like she said she would but I never actually thought this day would come. I’m in the car on my way to L.A. city of angels, she couldn’t handle me in Vegas so I guess dear old mom thought dead beat dad could straighten me out, psh fuck that.

He left me, never looked back so I guess this is his way of fixing that, I’ll make his life hell though, he earned himself that much. I can’t believed she turned to him of all people, I mean so what I knocked over a few 7/11’s, got kicked out of school for dealing oh and fucking the principal’s daughter hehe good times. Well I guess that stuff doesn’t amount to my latest troubles. I mean when you steal from Destinee Ortega and shoot her brother, the only thing you can really do is run away and hope she doesn’t find your ass. So now I’m where I don’t want to be, going somewhere I didn’t want to go, running from the only girl I’ve ever wanted to be with.

Ashley we made it honey

Damn it. Is she serious?

“Mom really, you tell me to pack so we can get the hell out of Vegas and this is the best hiding spot you can come up with?” I ask through closed eyes, annoyed she really went through with this.

Yes now get your things and hurry, he is waiting for you. You have nowhere else to go; nobody wants to deal with you. Be happy that after all this time he actually decided to see you again.

“Fuck I didn’t need him then I sure don’t need him or anyone else now. Where the fuck are we this place is fucking huge, you told me he was just as broke as us.” Was she serious this place was like a mansion, four car driveway, freaking ginormous front lawn, and the house itself, it would do Hugh Hefner proud.

I lied, your father left for bigger and better things. Raife owns his own record label honey, he doesn’t just write music he produces it.