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little
girlfriend of yours?”
    Rory
might not talk about Lena with his father, but that didn’t mean Brian didn’t
know about her. It was kind of hard to hide the love of his life for three
years, especially when she’d come to this shithole over the past few years for
one thing or another.
    Rory
turned and started walking toward his room, not about to talk about Lena with
this worthless waste of space human. Brian had never been a father to him. He’d
been a bully, a man that got drunk and started using his kid as a punching bag,
because he’d been so worthless he couldn’t even find a shred of love in that
black heart of his. Brian didn’t give a shit about what Rory did or when he
came home. This was just a tactic to start shit with him, and if he kept at it
Rory knew they’d start throwing down.
    Did
he want to fight with his father? No. He wished he’d had a decent childhood,
and that he could talk to his dad about Lena, about his plans for their future.
    “I’m
still talking to you, Rory,” he father said with a slight slur in his voice.
“You don’t fucking turn your back on me while I’m talking.”
    Rory
continued walking away. He wasn’t going to let this asshole ruin what he’d
shared with Lena tonight, or the high she always gave him with just her
presence. Brian and Rory might share the same six-foot-three height, but Brian
no longer had the muscle mass that he probably had back in the day. The
alcohol, shitty lifestyle, and lack of staying healthy made him overweight,
slow, and lazy.
    “You
fucking that little girl? You want pussy you need to fuck a real woman, boy.”
    Rory
clenched his teeth and walked into his room. He should knock the fucker out for
even saying anything about Lena, but he just wanted to crash for a few hours
before he had to go to work. With school officially out, and Rory able to say
he’d stuck it out and finished high school, he planned on working for a little
while, saving more money, and moving toward his end result. He still had to
talk to Lena about that, and that’s what was on his mind, not the fight his old
man was trying to start.
    He
went to shut the door, but his father was there, putting his foot in the way so
he couldn’t close it.
    “I
asked you a question.” His father pushed the scarred wood inward, and Rory
didn’t bother stopping him. If he wanted to do this, fine. Rory was more than
ready.
    “What
I do isn’t your damn business. It hasn’t been for a long fucking time.”
    Rory
had lost any fear he’d ever had for this man. Now he just went up against him
with what he had. Of course he wanted out of here, away from Brian, this shitty
house, the bad memories, and he would be gone soon. Leaving Lena wasn’t what he
wanted to do, but he wasn’t, not really. He knew doing this would better both
of their lives. He’d be able to provide for her, give her what she needed. Once
he talked to her, told her what he planned on doing, they could decide how
things were going to play out. He wanted her with him, right by her side, but
he also didn’t want her giving up her plans and dreams.
    Brian
chuckled and shook his head, leaning against the doorframe. “Why are you even
still here, Rory?”
    “Believe
me, I won’t be for long. And I wouldn’t be here if I had any other choice.”
    His
father raised a greying, bushy eyebrow. “If it wasn’t for me taking care of you
after your loose as fuck mother kicked the bucket, you’d be nothing but a
memory now.”
    Rory
clenched his hands into fists at his sides.
    “Shut
your fucking mouth.” Rory didn’t know his mother, didn’t remember her, but that
didn’t mean this piece of shit could badmouth her. Yeah, he knew from what
Brian had said enough times that his mother had slept around before they got
together and that she’d been heavy into drinking as well. But he didn’t care
about any of that. This asshole didn’t talk bad about the dead, no matter who
they were.
    “You
owe me a hell of a