Teen half-brothers Kain and Scott Banks, who live in a small New York fictional town called Dalton. They battle each other on the hockey rink while navigating through high school romance and drama.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"That'll be $36.54," Says the cashier.
I slide forty dollars across the counter. "Keep the change." I mumble.
"Thank you." He says with a bright smile.
I walk back to my car and get in. I put the bottle on the floor in front of the passenger seat.
I pull out of Swen's and make my way to the lake house.
The good thing about Swen's is that they never card me or anyone. I mean, it's probably not a good thing but at this moment I'm glad they don't card.
I'm driving down the road and my mind starts racing. If only I had the balls to hit him back, if I could move Mom and me far away from him and this fucking town, I would. The next time I see him I'm pounding his fucking face in. I want to make him swallow his fucking teeth.
"FUCK!" I yell and punch the steering wheel.
I lean over the middle console and grab the bottle of CIROC that I just bought at Swen's. I screw off the cap and tilt the bottle up, the liquid burns as it runs down my throat. It makes me cough a little.
By the time I reach the lake house the bottle is between half and empty.
There's about thirty or more cars that line up on the right side of the driveway. I drive past the cars and make my way to the front and park by the front door.
I get out of my car and walk to the door. It's dark out so it's hard to find the right key to the door.
A couple minutes go by and I still can't find the key. Boo walks up to me and sees me struggling, he pulls his phone out of his pocket and puts on the flash light. I drop the set of keys, he bends down and picks them up then drops them in my hand. He shines the light on my face. "Are you okay?"
I close my right eye and squint with my left. "Yeah, why?" I say with a bit of a slur.
"Your cheeks are all red and your voice is deep and raspy. Are you drunk?" Boo asks.
I hold my hand up and block the bright light shining directly into my fucking eyes. "Fuck off."
Boo looks at my car then back to me with a mad look on his face. "Did you drive up here drunk?"
I manage to somehow unlock the door. I put the keys back in my pocket and look at Boo blankly. "I said fuck off." I open the door and walk inside.
I go to the bar and grab whatever bottle I see first, which is a white bottle and written in black letters are the words 'Malibu'. I take the cap off and down half the bottle in a matter of seconds.
The lake house starts to fill up, fast. There's people everywhere. I walk to the living room and stand by the large windows that look out onto the back deck and lake.
A couple guys walk up to me and tell me that I played a good game and the same old bullshit, I zone out while they talk to me. I look around the room, I can see the front door from where I'm standing. The door swings open Myles, Grey and Luke walk in. I stumble over to them, completely abandoning the conversation those guys were having with me.
