ears

a

ite turning up on their wedding day of all days. I knew Issac wasn't my biological father, but he always acted as if he was one. I grew up wanti

r. How wrong he was. I already knew he was that nut job's older brother, but I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, he came here to bond with us, so yeah, like whatever. I was ten, and we were going through some shi

he wasn't this guy's number one fan either. "Lawrence Barraman, what are you doi

Nice to see you haven't

nd dad had i

here?" Issa

ou know wh

's Cou

ng Arya to bed,

e. "She said we a

kids go

us all to wa

nod

dad? I thought he

here is your brother Issac? Maybe

ou want to talk to about

curse in front o

hitting him around the back of the head. It was hilarious. He looked at mom and s

a death glare. I guess mom hated dad's brot

ts in hell where he

m really ha

n? I thought we agreed no Ba

"Lawrence isn't Ashton, Issac. If h

sig

ut what happened at the wedding

other that almost r

. Please sit down, thi

king it all in about what a loser or dad was. Ryan sat in silence, not moving. Mom told us how she had left the band to bring me up because she wanted me to have a normal life and make friends. When she returned to

growing up, just that he wasn't around. And now I knew why an

nally asked, still in shoc

head. Ryan shot

e said, running

that we

rence. "Could you h

he was searching for an answe

mouth shut unless we want

all this is

kitten, he came here knowing

ther Issac. I want to get to know them and be part of their lives. You can bag me d

brother is okay. Kane,

u, but I think you're a cool dude. For an old man." I smirked and left the adults to their little chat which turned into shouting and screaming at each other, so a good night turned into the worst night ever. I held onto Ryan as he

l until they couldn't handle me or my behavior anymore, and I ended up at Ridgewood High for troubled kids. Ha! I wasn't troubled, just misunderstood. I've been here since I turned twelve, and I'm sixteen now and in my last and fina

?" My closest and most tr

rd w

ng a new stu

new student was two years ago and the poor son of a bitch

gir

widens.

all

, let the g