Hell Yes

You eat breakfast slowly, contemplating the choice in front of you (and seemingly the rest of your life too). On one hand, you've been given a second chance at life, and you could make of it what you want.

One the other hand, you hate your step-brother and step-dad, and Tyrone fucked you into oblivion. If this future is as concrete as Marlan says it is, then it seems like the choice is clear...

You finish breakfast and look over at Lucy. She smiles softly at you, as if to say I think we're on the same page here. Marlan looks at both of you, expectantly.

"We're in. I hated my home, my family, my everything. If Tyrone is my new everything, then how could I possibly want anything else?"

You feel hands grasp the inside of your thighs from under the table, and you look at Tyrone, his light brown eyes peering into your soul.

"All I want, and all I need, is Alfie." Lucy says, a few tears falling down here face.

The next two days were a whirlwind. You screamed at your step-family as you grabbed your things, telling them how disrespected you felt by them, and that you were 18 now and I could figure things out on your own (even if "figuring things out on your own" meant being fucked 24/7 by Tyrone the stallion). You heard that Lucy said similar things to her family, and before the weekend was out all three of you were sitting in Marlan's living room, next to your men.