1 Prologue

Ava's POV

"I DON'T NEED YOUR AUTHORITY TO GO OUT AND MAKE MONEY FOR OUR FAMILY." I got up and closed the door to my room. I couldn't hear it anymore. I've been hearing it for five years. I get why they fight all the time, but they think that it doesn't affect me but it does. I mean my dad does drugs for a living, and my mom works as a rag doll on the streets. My sister Olivia barely comes home, she practically lives with her "boyfriend" who cheats on her every week. I am stuck in the house since I am off from work for the weekend. So know I am stuck hearing there antics.

I go to my window and plug earphones in my ear and listen to music. And giving each other piggyback rides. Something that I wish I could have, but unfortunately. Everyone in town knows things about my family. They know that my mom is a street moneymaker and they know that my dad is a drug handler. Like they would want to be friends with someone with a horrible family record. 

I noticed someone with brown brunette hair riding a skateboard around the boys. I noticed that it was Olivia riding around her boyfriend. How can she have friends? How can they accept her and not me? What is it with me that people don't like? They looked like they were walking over to the house. Wait. Why are they coming over here? I took my earphones out and laid my phone down.

A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door.

(Thank you guys for reading, I just wanna let you guys know that this story is very different from other books that I have written. It is very mature and it's basically rated r sooo. If you can't handle that please read something else. Also don't be afraid to leave a comment.)