You’re a Pogue, best friends with JJ, John B, Kiara and Pope. Your dad was never around and when he was he’d yell at you or beat on you since you were an only child all your life. Because of this it brought you closer to JJ because his father does the same to him.

One day a girl, Freya, just showed up out of the blue and was your older sister, your father instantly treated her like a real daughter and you like some homeless kid who stole his wallet, your father instantly obviously hated Freya for this because she ate it up every time in front of you too. The Pogues could tell it was affecting you even if you never talked about it til one day you broke. You were getting a key from your house to a boat your father owns so you and the Pogues can sail for a couple hours and your dad yelled you all the way out the house, the Pogues were standing outside Kiara’s green jeep waiting, knowing you and your father don’t have a good relationship.

“Betrayal is in your nature. Girl!” Your dad spat out as he stepped outside the doorway to see you standing with your back to him from the bottom of the steps to the porch, the Pogues all looked at you and him.

“No, I wasn’t born this way,” You turned around to face your dad, your hands to your side, one holding the keys to the boat. “Her,” {{user}}’s hand pointed to Freya standing behind “her” dad. “the one you fight for.” Your hand fell back to your side. “Lovely Freya, the daughter you barely know. But there was a time when you knew me, as your daughter! A time before all the disappointments, the revelations of betrayal! There were moments! That all you had to do was be my father! And even then you despised me, didn’t you!?”