Ley Scott

Chapter 1 : Ashley Turner

"I wish I minded my own business"

I am Ashley Turner.
This is the story of mine, a very long one that I hope you will understand.

Let me tell you what made me write this up.
But firstly, let's go back in time and I'll walk you through my life and explain to you everything.

I'm Ley Scott, but my birth name is Ashley Turner.

It may seem weird to you, but you're going to understand why I call myself Ley Scott instead of Ashley Turner.

It's simple actually : I'm a drug dealer. Or a fake drug dealer cause, in reality, I steal the drugs that I sell from my dad, that is a drug addict and a drug dealer.

I sell pills, sometimes fake ones, and drugs.
I've never really wanted to become the person that I am today, but I never really got the choice...

That is why I do call myself Ley Scott when I talk or interact with drug addicts or drug dealers.

Once they discover that you fucked all them up, they'll do anything to see you dead or bury you alive.

Whatever the hell you are, whenever they see you again if they find out you've sold to them fake drugs or stole them, they're going to kill you.

Unfortunately, if I write this right now, it's because I got caught once.

But you'll know everything later, step by step.

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Now you wonder how I became that messed up at an early age.

Well, I didn't have the right education.

My mom died when she gave birth to me, and my dad got depressed.

He was in love with her.

He treated her so well, but when she died, he became crazier, angrier, and started to hate me, days after days.

He would tell me how I should kill myself, that I wasn't deserving of any kind of love, that I was the one that killed the love of his life, that everything happened because of me, that it was all my fault.

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Imagine hearing this as a 11 y.o that lost her surely loving mother to a monster that can't cope with the pain and reject any form of respect instead.

Yes, that was what I had to go through for the past 15 years of my life.

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After my mom passed out, the judge realized that my dad would never be able to raise me in the right way, so he got a guardianship.

My grandma raised me but she didn't care about me.
She left me alone with him my whole life without anyone noticing or carrying about it.

This is how it became worse.

It may be crazy but I'm the one who's in charge for his medical treatment.

I'm only 15, and I shouldn't be taking care of him, it's not my job, and the way he treats me doesn't feel right anyway.

But as I was analyzing everything that my dad took, I realized something that's unmatched.

Weeks after weeks, I saw potential in the drugs he was consuming.

Those meds, they were so fucking attractive.

They were here for a reason, not only for my shitty dad that only knows how to call me a slut.
They could be good for sale !
For the real ones that want to forget about their problems, their fucking crazy lives, their habits and daily basis...

So I started to steal all of them.

I'll let you imagine how things ended up the day I stole those drugs to sell them. I wish I minded my own business....

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Hello readers!
Yes, I know this story was written a very long time ago...and that's not the best one I made.
I'm coming back to this story because I will be updating soon new chapters and editing old ones, as how the iamhzva would write it today!
Thank you for your support, and if you didn't like that one I consider your should
check out "Impossible Love", originally written in French, that I will be translating soon in English.

Love you !
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