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Author's Note: This is an extremely short chapter. I've got one more written so far, but I want to wait and see what feedback I get from this one before posting more. Rated M mostly for language, and future M/M-ness. Don't like, you know where the back button is. Please R&R. My reader's feedback is what keeps me going.
Chapter 1- Welcome to Chicago, Motherfucker
Phil's POV
Chicago. I was born here. I've lived my whole life in this shit hole. So many bad memories. I can't wait to get out. Two more years and I'm gone. Where I'm going, I don't know, don't care, as long as I'm not here.
To put it mildly, you could say my life sucks. I live with my mom, my drunken bastard of a father (I'm ashamed to call him that), and my little brother, Mike. We just moved across town to an even shittier neighborhood, if that's even possible. So now Mike and I had to go to a different school this year. Not like it matters. I never had any friends at my old school anyway.
As miserable as school is, home is even worse, so school is like an escape for Mike and I. Our parents constantly fight and all my father does is drink and attempt to beat us. It's always been like this. It's not going to change. When I graduate, I'm taking Mike far away with me. I do everything I can to make his life easier, but there's only so much I can do. If I have to, I'll die trying to make sure he doesn't turn out like our father.
I vowed years ago, swore on my grandfather's grave that I would never be anything like my father. I'm what they call "straight edge". I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs. Pretty unusual for someone in my type of situation. I also swore to avoid violence as much as possible, to never lay a hand on a woman, and to stay above the law. I've faltered on the ladder a few times, but I was only doing what I had to. Welcome to my life.
