"My mom and dad were so in love with each other, until she died and my dad went crazy. He started drinking uncontrollably and came home super late, only to blame Jay for her death. He yelled at me too, just not as much. Luckily, Jay didn't understand a word he said. Seven days from her death was her funeral, the night dad died. After the funeral, he left for a mission to try to get his mind off of her. He was killed, but everyone told me he committed suicide. He'd do anything but that, he knows the g**g's worth. Eventually, I had to move in with them. Life began to really be a pain at that time. I f*****g hated it, it was like we came home to jail. So, I made sure we were in as many after school and before school programs to get away from home. Being the school bad boy, it was odd. I was a
