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A/N: Thanks for all the support guys, here's the next chapter!
Chapter 2
The day of the funeral had finally come. Myde had been instructed by his father not to make a scene, to be the perfect gentleman. But as he got to the funeral, he realized that everyone else was talking about him. He'd look over at a group of people and they'd suddenly stop talking, as if not wanting him to hear. His dad went up to the pulpit, he was taking the roll of e preacher in his wife's funeral instead of his actual role as the husband, it barely seemed like he cared anymore.
The funeral passed with a blur, Myde had drowned out his father's voice e entire time. People kept coming over to give him their condolences but they were all seen as hypocrites. He could see it in their eyes, they didn't care about him or his mother, they just wanted to be on his father's good side. His father was the most established preacher in the Eastern side of the U.S. He had made a lot of money in his time and, as we all know, money is power.
Over the next month, he had slowly stopped going to church. Myde didn't see the point of going to a place where all people did was judge him. Nothing mattered for him anymore. It was one of those nights that he had come back late, but he had not come back alone. His father answered the door to see a police officer holding his son by the arm. "Good evening officer." He said, his voice sounded business-like, uncaring at all.
"I found your son in a smoke shop downtown, he's high on Cocaine, since he's still a minor and this is his first offense there will be no charges." The police officer looked down at Myde, he was WAY out of it, still hallucinating from the drug use. His father sighed, "Thank you officer, I'll have a talk with him in the morning." His father then brought him up to his room and a few hours later, Myde fell asleep.