Dark Twisted Love
ok as I clutched my hoodie, aware that this may be the last time I get to en
mmy's stuttering was much worse when we were kids, so bad that he didn't even bother speaking.
onsiderate when it ca
understand what Vanessa and I went through. What I went
e rock lodged in my throat made me swallow hard, and I blinked a
o you have?
$5,000."
" He rubbed hi
o go to college. When I was little, happy, and naĂŻve, I mentioned it once or twice (or maybe a thousa
d my ass off for every penny, and I've been saving up to go to college-which was stupid-only to give it up now. I don't
m the ground and looked at his hands. I couldn't look at his face without pic
have to live in fear an
it." I was seething at this point, but he acted like such an oblivious dipshit. When I needed him, he
ld protect myself, and I'd never stoop so low a
breath. "I'm sorry?"
g to get $10,0
t me, shit. At the time when he was killed, he had more debt in his account than he had an actual inheritance th
of nowhere. It'd take me at least
ould do was look f
ew York belonged to him, so I just needed to figure out exactly which
rather d