Chapter 3

Egan soon became tired of all the charades going on in the house, he was 16 years old at the time but there was nothing he could do other than be angry about it. Most of the time since his mother became an alcoholic he has come home meeting no food in the kitchen, he's had to go multiple times without eating, and the only food he had in his stomach was the one he ate at the school cafeteria during lunch break.

One day Egan came home and met his mother and stepfather drinking and smoking again, the house smelled like a brewery so he held his breath as he passed them.

"Mom I'm home," Egan said as he entered the house, his mother and Greg gave him an insidious look and continued what they were doing without paying any attention to him.

Egan went to his room to change his uniform into something more suitable, he came down to the kitchen to look for what to eat but found nothing in the pots. He checked the refrigerator but it was empty, clean as a whistle.

With anger, he went back to his room to pack a few clothes in his backpack then angrily went downstairs to his mom.

"Mom, Mom" he called out to her from the stairs

"Mom" he shouted louder getting to where they were seated,

"What is Egan?" Clara asked angrily "Can't you see that I'm busy?"

"Mom," Egan said "I'm hungry, there's nothing in the kitchen, what am I going to eat?" Egan asked looking frustrated.

"Come eat me," Greg said laughing

Egan became so angry that he couldn't keep it to himself anymore,

"Shut up," Egan said

Greg stepped laughing and his countenance changed at once

"What did you just tell me, young man?" Greg asked as if hadn't heard the first time.

"I said shut up," Egan said with much confidence not scared to look the devil in the eyes.

Greg picked up a bottle and threw it at him but Egan dodged it due to his super fast reflex, the bottle crashed against the door making a loud shattering sound, Greg stood up and chased Egan around the living room but he couldn't catch him.

Egan made Greg run around the room in vain before dashing through the front door, Greg chased after him with a bottle cursing and muttering under his breath. Seeing he wasn't able to catch him he went back home breathing heavily.

Egan kept on running to the park, he couldn't take it anymore, he cried as he ran. When he got to the park he sat alone on a bench looking around, he saw kids playing with their families, happy families all having a good time. Some even brought their pets along to play fetch with them.

"Daddy I want ice cream" he heard a kid saying in the distance

"Don't worry you'll get ice cream, " the father of the young kid assured his son.

Egan began to feel his stomach rumbling, it was as if the worms in his stomach were going to feed on his intestines. He looked over his shoulder and saw a man selling Nacho tacos from a van, he decided to try his luck and see if he could get some too.

"I'd like some Nacho tacos please," Egan said looking a bit scared

"Sure son that'll be $7," the man said putting up a smile

"But I haven't any money sir," Egan said calmly to see the reaction of the man.

"What do you think this is a free food stand," the man said getting annoyed

" Please leave you're holding up the line"

Egan left the line sad, he stood close by hatching a plan, he was going to steal some and run away with it, using his speed as an advantage.

As the next customer was buying he hurriedly jumped and collected the already-served tacos meant for the customer buying and ran away with it.

"Hey get back here," the man said with a clenched fist raised angrily but Egan ran making fun of the man on the way.

Unfortunately for Egan, his joy was short-lived when he bumped into a cop. Egan froze in front of the cop scared as the cop looked at him

"Officer please arrest that boy he is a thief" the man shouted running towards them, as soon as the police officer took hold of Egan he kicked the police officer in between his legs, the cop let go of Egan as he held his pants in pain. Egan took off again using this opportunity. He was unstoppable.