Jay's POV: I hate school. I hate going. I live with my little brother by that when I turned 18, I took my little brother away from our "parents" my mom and dad were drunks and druggies. My brother would be covered in bruises because my dad would hit him. I sometimes took the beatings because my dad nearly killed my brother.
I live on my own. My brother was sick, leukaemia. I didn't know he was sick. I woke one day and he didn't. I called 9-11 and they said he was sick and he died in his sleep. My brother was 8. My brother and I were close, I was protective of him. My dad named him Eric. Eric and I were best friends, I stole food for him so he could eat, while our parents would drink or get high. After Eric I died, I was so angry and I became the bad boy of school. Then Layla Anderson was put into my class. She was such a goodie good. She was annoying, always getting good grades. I envied her family life. She had parents who loved her, I had parents who didn't give two shits for me or my brother. I started bulling Layla, calling her a whore even though she wasn't. I call her a nerd and everything.
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Romance"The baby isn't mine. You're just a whore." "YOU WERE THE ONLY GUY I'VE BEEN WITH!" "I'm not helping! The kid will probably be a loser like you!" "Don't worry. My child doesn't need you. My child will only need me and me alone! So go have fun with...
