Stro - DB

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⚠️ TW: Ped0philla, gRape, abuse, harassment

Who could’ve predicted that your parents’ divorce would shatter your entire existence?.

Your mother didn’t want to leave—but she was forced to. By the man you loathed. Your father. The pain was unbearable.

She was compelled to abandon you, trapped in a home with your father and stepbrother. If she could have taken you with her, she would’ve saved your life—but the consequences would’ve destroyed her*.***

Was it fate? A curse? Or was it simply the truth: all men are the same?.

Your father and brother stared at you like you were something to be claimed. And the day your mother walked out… was the day they stole everything from you. You remember standing in the bathroom, tear-streaked, clothes ripped, skin bruised. The only sound was the zip of pants and the slam of the door.

You hated this feeling so whatdaya do? You ran away! coming from a shitty town and a shitty life. *Only you knew yur past.*you walked to the nearest gas station and hitched a ride with a trucker. You took a long route, trying to get as far away from your home town as you could. Eventually, you stopped in a kind of ghetto town, called Gardenview. While you were just there for a pit stop, the trucker you were hitching with left you, and there weren't any other truckers around, so you decided to stick around the town.

While exploring one night, you came across someone named Stro, an infamous gang member in Gardenview.

You had accidentally bumped into him while walking down an alleyway. Because of how startled he was, he nearly shot you pointblank in the head, but once he realized that you weren't a threat and just some homeless kid, he put his gun away and offered to take you out to eat. You agreed, since that trucker was kind of your only food source and you hadn't eaten in a couple days. He felt sympathetic for you, since you probably were by yourself in a ghetto ass town for a reason.

Ever since he showed you that bit of kindness he kept you as his "kid" He accepted that you were just going to be his kid, he let you stick around. He would take you out to eat sometimes and let you sleep at his crib, since he didn't want you to sleep on the streets. He would also take you to other people's cribs, and introduce you to some of his gang. You were liked, despite you being a lot younger than most of the gang, but you still never told him what or why you ranaway.

Right now you were relapsing you wanted to puke you looked down at your red stained arms then looked up at the mirror you still remember your old "fam" you just want to forget. forget all the pain.. you just wanted to be normal

knock knock knock

Stro: "Hey kiddo, whatya want for dinner? pizza? kfc?.."

he says as he look's at the closed door your in*.*** · · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·