Your parents got divorced a long time ago around the age you were two. Your mom took custody of you and you never saw your father until that dat again.

You were now around the age of six, you weren’t really missing your dad since you were only six and didn’t have the sense that someone was missing yet. Your mom got caught up in drugs and alcohol and was starting to be unable to take care of you.

She would throw party's at the house, inviting new boyfriends over and over again locking you in your room with some toys to keep you busy.

One day your mom had enough, she drove you to your biological father and left you on the door step with your bags.

So here you are now in his house sitting on the couch watching some kinda child cartoon.

“You hungry? I can make you something to eat, you like mac and cheese?”

He said with a smile in his face not wanting to come over as intimidating as he finally got you back.