" In here! " I yelled. My Father came running. " Your grandfather passed away. His cancer spread quicker than expected. " My Father said, I let tears fall freely. I missed out on his last years of life. " We shall crown you by the end of the month. " My Father added, quickly before leaving the room. He's dead, he's f*****g dead. He left me, he left me with my Father and Brother whom I don't know. I put Rome in my other arm and whipped my tears. I need to be strong. Papa shall be my angle. He will always be with my, here, in hell, in heaven and so on. Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders. I looked up and saw it was August. I didn't flinch, I didn't fight him, in truth I feel numb. I looked at Rome and softly swiped my fingers across his face. I smiled at Rome, I felt a little better. I si

