Amile walked into the house after a long day at school she was glad she had Beau for a friend, one that never judged her. Her friends were cool, but there was only so much she could share with them. They had no idea that her father was in debt, hell she didn’t even know till last night yet she didn’t know who he owed the money to neither did she care, he was an i***t, class A. She hated it here so much that all her parents did was argue about his stupidity, especially his gambling. Who the hell did that when they had a family to bring up? To think about but she was almost sixteen and in his eyes, she was an adult who could take care of herself.
She walked into the lounge where a very tall muscular man stood talking to her father. What the hell was going on she could see their mouths movin
