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The expression on Harley’s face would be worth it.

Unable to hold it in any longer, I spit fire. Booming, “You think I love you, baby girl? Jokes on you… I hate you. I can’t stand you. I hurt you cuz I can, cuz I want to, cuz I enjoy it. You mean nothing to me. Nothing.”

“Ditto, asshole!”

“Harley Jameson!” her mom scolded, as her old man spun me around, seething right into my eyes.

“Daddy! Don’t hurt Jackson! I got this! I’m a Jameson! We’re badass motherfuckas!”

“Harley!” Mia reprimanded again, stomping her feet.

“That’s what they say! I’m just repeatin’ what Daddy and Uncle Noah say! Why do I get in trouble? If Daddy hurts Jackson, then he’s gonna get in trouble! I’m just lookin’ out for my daddy!”

“You little shit, back off before I teach you some manners. Ya feel me?”

“Oh my God! Creed!”

“Momma! It’s okay, I’ll teach him some manners! I got lots to teach, and he’s got lots to learn!”

Out of the corner of my eye, I blinked and suddenly saw my dad stumbling out in the yard. A bottle of booze in hand, it was like he appeared out of thin air. Making me witness yet another one of my worst nightmares. Playing out in front of me. Nice and slow. For all to see.

There was nothing left of the man.

The doctor.

The father he used to be.

The one that raised me.

Loved me.

Took care of everyone.

He was as lost as my mom was.

We all were.

No one knew what was going on. We didn’t even talk about it. It hurt too fucking much. His head bobbled side to side, weighing down his body. It was obvious he was shit-faced, trying to remain upright and conscious. Taking another swig from the bottle, not caring he was disgracing me.

Himself.

Our family.

It didn’t even look like he knew where he was.

“What’s wrong with him?” Harley muttered, never taking her eyes off my dad.

Noah quickly made his way over to him, gripping onto his arm. “Aiden, what’s goin’ on? Did you drive here like this?”

“Bailey…” he slurred, staggering all over the place. Barely able to stand on his own two feet.

“Jesus Christ, man!” Noah yelled at him, “What the fuck?”

He tried shoving him away, pulling another swig from his precious liquor bottle. “Bailey… Bailey… Bailey...”

Noah shook his head, grabbing onto his arm again. “For fuck’s sake, Aiden.”

No one, including me, had ever seen him like this. They weren’t supposed to find out about my mom. Not like this.

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