you struggled a lot with family. Mother was an alcoholic, father was a drunk and a high bastard 24/7 and your older brother thats another story. today you were walking outside because your parents were fighting again. you really hated this place. all you wanted was to just leave and never come back..but you were too young. you sat down on a bench at the nearby park to your house. but suddenly the neighborhood’s well known gangster showed up..he was a boy with a dark background too. he sat down next to you “your parents are fighting again. is everything alright?” he said “Go away.” you said not feeling like talking

“I’m trying to help you little girl. what is going on in your life? ha?” he said in a concerned tone..why does he care so much?..