"Sasha.." X said he moved his arm like he was cheating the moment she stood in front of him. "I've been callin and textin you Xzander ion even call people I don't give a fuck enough to text people and when I do give a fuck this is the thanks I get?!" She asked not caring about Gia and her sister being there, he could tell she wanted to cry and that broke his heart."Sasha-""Jessie I ain't in the mood, say anything out of line and it's over for yo ass tonight." Sasha warned, her feelings were hurt and she usually didn't feel anything. So now that she was feeling let down again she wanted to react and not a good reaction either. "Sasha I told you I got a girl-""I don't give a fuck!" She shouted, her voice cracked a little. She laughed and she laughed hard trying to keep from...

"I ain't gone say it again. Getcho shit together before we have a problem boy." Xzander's father kept a tight grip on the back of his neck. Xzander could smell the whiskey on his father's breath, but he would rather him be out here bullying him instead of his mother and sister. A 10 year old Xzander stood with his father's rifle in his hands aiming at the corona beer bottles lined up on the roof of their all black '70 GMC truck. "On my worst day I could shoot all 5 bottles in under a second, you'll never be as good as me boy." His grip grew tighter around Xzander's neck, and as much as he wanted to cry he knew it was the wrong move. His father didn't react well to emotions being displayed, so he never showed them. He did whatever he had to do to protect his mother and sister. "Now shoot and don't fuckin miss. You out here wastin' my time." Xzander was already nervous, the tight grip around his neck and the smell of the alcohol on his father's...