“You bastard! XXX “I don’t think I can.”
“You’d better hurry up, Donnie.” He sounded like he was getting impatient. “Ow!” I whined, and rubbed my forehead. “Well great! She was so proud to be living the good life now, and now that I was 17 and almost done with high school it was my turn to take care of her and keep her happy. “I’m doing fine, but I think Donnie is a bit sore from trying to dance too hard the other night at the party.” She pointed to me and laughed. For a few moments, it was quiet between us. “…You what?” I was too paralyzed with a mixture of confusion and fear to move, and in that moment he took that opportunity to push me against the brick wall and use one of his huge hands to pin my arms behind me. My dad was a pale, brunette haired, white dude with round
