Chapter 2

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Bottles smashed against the wall. "Stacey, quit." I bumbled around and decided to lean against the wall. "Stop! This is my house and you won't disrespect me like you think you can." My mother demanded.

"I'm done! I can't stand his drinking anymore. I'm done, Lucas!" Stacey's voice pounded loudly into my ears, as she tossed items everywhere. The way she said my name echoed in m mind. Lucas, Lucas, Lucas!
Each time my name repeated, hurt engulfed my conscious.

I fell onto the bed and drifted off slowly.

"Lucas, Lucas, Lucas!"

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