I thought I might as well give you the second chapter straight away to get the story going more. Please read & review to let me know what you think!
I have named Jordans father Gino, don't remember if his name was ever mentioned in the series. Jordan and his unemployed father lives alone. Ever since Gino lost his job, his drinkingproblem has become more and more obvious...
Chapter 2
"Where the hell have you been? Do you want your old man to starve? I've been waiting for you for over an hour!" Jordan tries to get past his father. "I've benn out, there was something I like had to do, ok? I'm starting on the food now." The next thing he knows he's smashed up against the wall. "Hey! What'd you do that for?" Jordan says, shaken and confused. "You talking back to you old man, now? Getting cheeky with me? You know I won't have it!" Gino lets go of his son. "Did you go to work today, by the way?" Jordan nods. "Then give me the money you got!" Jordan looks at his father in disbelief, and tells a tiny white lie, hoping he won't get caught. "There's no money left, I used it all to buy food." And besides you'll only be wasting them on booze and gambling anyway, he continues to himself. "Well, why should I believe you? I know you have some money stacked away in your room, I'll just go get them, then…"
Gino turns and walks towards Jordans room. Jordan hurries pas him to block the door. "There's no money, and this is my room!" He isn't aware of the fact that his voice has become louder. "Move you bastard!" Gino raises his hand and slaps Jordan across the face, taking his son by surprise and forcing him to take a step back to regain his balance. He then sees the opportunity to try and get past him, but Jordan manages to keep him out. "What are you hiding? Do you have that little slut that you usually spend your time with in there?" Gino tries to push him aside this time, but Jordan has a firm grip of the doorframe. "If you don't move, I swear I'm gonna…." Gino doesn't finish, but it's quite clear what he's implying. "Threats, dad? That's a new low, even for you!" Jordan still doesn't move, and looks his father straight in the eyes. He sees the punch before it actually hits him. The blow to his face makes him tumble backwards, and hit his head on the doorknob as he falls. Gino shakes his hand and steps over his son, into the room, not bothering to check if he's alright or not. Jordan feels the pain pounding through his head, and even just the thought of getting up makes him dizzy.
Through eyes that are slowly starting to fill with tears, Jordan watches his father searching the desk drawers and generally trashing everything in his way. A few minutes later Gino triumphantly stands up with a small pile of 10 dollar bills in his hand. "Just as I thought! You're a disgrace, a sad excuse for a son! Now move, you're in my way!" Jordan tries to get out of the way, but not quickly enough. Pain explodes in his stomach as his father starts kicking him over and over again. "Please stop! Please dad!" He begs, trying hard to hold back his tears, knowing that showing further weakness only will make it worse. "Come on, get up! A real Catalano stands up for himself!" Gino pulls his son up by the collar of his shirt, pushing him up against the wall again. "Please just make it stop!" Jordan whispers to himself. He knows that he's stronger than his father, but he just can't bring himself to hit him, you just don't do that to your old man.
"Now, what do you have to say in your defence?" Gino shoves the money in Jordans face. "I'm the master of this house, what you earn is mine, understood!" Jordan tries to ignore the pain in his stomach enough to stand up straight. "But you DO get them, I buy food, and…" Gino moves closer so that his face is only millimetres from Jordans. His breath reeks with alcohol and his eyes are bloodshot with anger. "You little bastard! I want you out of this house, and don't bother coming back until you've got your act together!" he lets go of Jordan ho collapses on the floor. "Get out! You better be gone when I return, or else…." Gino kicks him one last time in the thigh, and leaves.