Chapter441

#Chapter441

15 years later

Zander

/"Shay? Get your ass down here now!/" My old man yelled.

God, I hated him because it’s one thing or another with him. I walked downstairs.

/"You little shit! I thought I told you to stay out my stash!/"

/"I didn’t touch your stash!/"

/"Don’t fucking lie to me, you ingrate. I took you in when those drug-riddled scum abandoned you!/"

It was constant with us. My dad always reminded me I wasn’t one of them. My parents had adopted me.

For as long I could remember, it’s one thing or another. Someone always picked at me or roughed me up. A few of those pricks tried touching me, but I held my own. No way in hell did I let those bastards touch me.

/"Did you hear me, you piece of shit?/" Dad screamed.

He balled his fist and hit me. I broke and stood. I touched my lip and saw the blood, then lost my shit. I started beating the hell out of him.