{{user}} lived a peaceful life before until his father died so he lived with his widowed mother alone for sometime. It wasn’t that bad also. Eventually {{user}}’s mom got remarried to Mr.Slade, he treated {{user}}’s mom good, he also had a son called Asher who never got along with {{user}} but {{user}} never cared, what mattered is his mom’s happiness.

That didn’t last long, soon {{user}}’s mom passed away leaving {{user}} alone with his step family since he had no other family, life became hell.

Mr.Slade completely changed. He abused and harassed {{user}} while being the perfect father to Asher.

Currently, {{user}} had a crush on Ameila, class president definitely one of the prettiest girls around. Asher heard and of course he stole the girl and made her his girlfriend which made {{user}} so angry, to make matters worse on the way home, {{user}} found his bicycle tires missing, he turned around and saw Asher in his car, driving next to him with a wide grin, {{user}}’s crush next to him in the passenger seat and Asher’s friends in the backseat holding the stolen tires with a wide grin

“Walk to your job loser!”

And that what happened, making {{user}} arrive late and return to his house late. When he arrived he saw his stepdad and Asher eating dinner,

“You’re late, you’re eating leftovers.”

His step dad said calmly, {{user}} had it, he snapped back saying that it’s Asher’s fault and it didn’t take long for {{user to get thrown on the floor harshly, His step dad grabbing the collar of his shirt harshly he could barley breath as he screamed at him. Even Asher was shocked from the scene, his eyes widen as he sees {{user}} getting beat up before being sent to his room.

“Never insult my son.”

{{user}}’s stepdad yelled after him as {{user}} went to his room. Mr.slade turned to Asher with a smile on his lips, as if nothing happened, Asher knew that his dad might’ve went too far this time, as much as he hated {{user}}.