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“Ummmm,” I moaned while taking a bite of my spaghetti and meatballs. “This sauce is amazing.”
“See. I told you it was good.” He lifts a slice of pizza to his open mouth.
“I grew up in the system,” Colton admits, still chewing his food. The shock of his admission has me almost choking.
“My parents had serious addiction problems and couldn’t look after me anymore. So, the state took me away.”
“How old were you?”
“I was around three or four at the time. CPS couldn’t find me a permanent home, so I moved around a lot. Some homes had beds, and in others, I would have to sleep on a mattress on the floor.” My face crumbled with sadness for him. “It’s just the way it was.” He shrugs, not going into any more details, and I get the sense it was far worse than he lets on. “I ran away on my fourteenth birthday hoping to find my parents and found my two uncles instead.”
My heart aches for him. He must have felt so alone in the world.
“I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”
“No one does, so I would appreciate it if you kept that to yourself. Our little secret.”
I hold out my pinkie finger, making him chuckle.
“What? My pinky promises are sacred I’ll have you know.”
He humors me, wrapping his pinkie around mine.
“Do you get along with them? Your uncles, I mean?”
“Well, they spend more time at your house than mine, so...”
“My house?” I ask with a surprised frown. “Hold on.” I sit back in my seat, watching for his response. “NO! Chains and Owl are your uncles?“ I didn’t see that coming.
He nods.
“Well, shit.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Give me that look like you feel sorry for me because they’re never there, ’cause trust me, it’s for the best.” He lifts the salt shaker, adding salt to his side plate of fries. “It’s fucking awesome. For the first time in my life I have a room of my own, money, and friends like my brothers. It’s a lot more than other kids I know have had.”
My lips tug up in a smile, happy he felt that way. It must have been hard all the same.
“And believe me, not seeing Owl all the time is a goddamn blessing,” he says firmly.
“You two don’t get on?”
“That’s an understatement. I can’t fucking stand the prick,” he clarifies.
“Yeah. I get what you mean. I’m not going to lie. Owl gives me the creeps big time. I like Chains well enough, but there’s something about Owl I can’t put my finger on.” I stop myself from saying more. I shouldn’t be talking shit about his family like this to him.
“Owl cares about no one but himself. He’s so far up Eric’s hole he’d screw over his entire family and suck his dick if he asked him to, even though he’s a homophobic bastard. I think he’s hoping Eric will promote him to his second in command now Jono’s…well, you know.”
I look away, clearing my throat, wanting to get as far away from that subject as possible. I don’t even want to think about that night.
“Do you know what happened to your parents?”
He shakes his head. “That’s a story for another day.”
Wanting to know more, I ask, “Tell me something else I don’t know about you. Are you still dating Tyson’s twin brother?”
