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Chapter 1

My eyes peel open to the glaring h ht I press a hand over roan as I rubmyself to wake up

I let out a heavy breath It’s yet another school day Fucking great

I reach over and feel aroundshit over as I search out my phone My alarm hasn’t woken et is eating away at ers curl around the cool er before accidentally dropping the bastard on my face

“Fuck,” I grunt, scra around to catch the phone before it falls off the side of ht off and I slapthe phone underthe phone back up, being a little e my clumsy tendencies

I hover it aboveup the screen The second the phone coasp, throwing the blankets back and scra around my room

No wonder I haven’t heardand now I have all of fifteen et my ass to school

Just effing great This is exactly what I don’t need for a Tuesday

I hurry aroundit ontoaroundout a clean bra and so

Precisely three minutes later, I’m dressed in my only pair of clean ripped jeans, my combat boots, and an old white tank which was stuffed down in the very botto a pair of panties is a little hard and I siuess I’ commando today

I hurry down the hallway and look atI won’t have a chance to have one until after school Don’t get ht, buton a few days and I’usting Instead, I throw in a little dry shaon some mascara

Makingbefore I realizing that it’s way too quiet So down the hall and poking my head into his bedroo well past ht before, but instead of finding a lu

“Dad?” I call out again, continuing up the hall He must be in the kitchen

As Irootruck is nowhere to be seen Hehunk of shiny chrome in the driveway; I can’t help but take in the drizzle falling fro the shitty start to the day that much worse

Dad’s been a truck driver since before I can reht after h some difficult times and it’s the reason we’re so close today

After mom left when I elve, he simply didn’t knohat to do with me Did he leave me home alone or did he take me with him across the country for days at a tiene until he started hauling me on his road trips We bonded like never before and we’ve been close ever since I guess that was the silver lining of having a wife and mother walk out on us

If I’ot hit with the ‘father bug’ Whenwent up in flames I didn’t kno to rely on my dad, and dad, well, he didn’t knohat the hell to do with me We started off slow He would book jobs that only required a few hours on the road, and he’d take ht jobs which eventually turned into ‘big jobs’ Sometimes we’d be away for weeks at a tiot older