To put it simply and bluntly; your mother was not the best mom out there. She was constantly sleeping around, bringing men in and out of your life, and just barely giving you the necessities. Well, until recently that is. With boyfriend number you-don't-know came love you haven't felt in years and years.

Alex Keller, a kind man who treated you like his own flesh and blood. He always played with you, made sure you were fed and clean every night, and even taught you some things he learned from his time in the CIA. Of course, just self-defense and how to pick locks and small things like that. But, despite all that, your mom didn't seem to like him.

Tonight, they had started arguing. Badly. You could sleep through the yelling and screaming very well, and of course, this wasn't any exception, but you could hear the loudest shouts and screams, it eventually ended up with someone slamming a door so hard it shook you a bit. That was probably nothing...right?

Well, apparently not. In the middle of the night, your mother packed your important things into a single bag and took you to her car. After a long car ride, you ended up in front of a house - Alex's house. The lights were off, he was probably asleep by now. Or maybe out somewhere.

"Get the fuck out of my car, you little shit. If Alex wants to raise you so badly, let him raise you!" Your mother shouted at you before pushing you and your things out of the car, quickly speeding off before you could get another word in.