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It was 11:30 p.m. as Ana paced because Teddy wasn't back yet. She was sure it has to do with Teddy's friend Dylan. That kid was living in a one-story house for God's sake.


 

Teddy shouldn't be hanging out with poor kids. She thought they raised him better than that. Plus, with the way that her son and Dylan were always together...no she told herself, she would not think of those rumors, or mention them to Christian.


Ana walked past Phoebe and stroked her hair, "It's okay. He should be back by now."

Phoebe wanted to savor this moment. It was about time that her mother showed concern when she doesn't have Christian's cock shoved up her mother's vagina. She didn't know why her mother had a strong aversion to the word.


 

Christian walked in. "Is he back yet?"


 

Ana shook her head and went to kiss her husband.

 

 

"No. No sign of him. He said he would be back by now." Ana said and kissed him again.

Then the phone rang, but Phoebe got up to go answer it, seeing that her parents were engrossed in each other.

 

The fourteen year grabbed the phone and asked, "Hello?"

 

 

"Phoebe?" Teddy asked.

 

 

"Yeah." Phoebe said, "Where are you?"


 

"Uh...I don't know how to explain this." Teddy said as he ran his hand through his hair.


 

"Did you finally get arrested?" Phoebe joked.

 

 

"Yeah," Teddy said. "I screwed up big time."


 

Phoebe looked at her parents in disgust seeing the way that they were groping each other. "What did you do?"

 

 

"Can you just come get me? Please?" Teddy asked.


 

Phoebe bite her lip and looked at her parents. Her dad's hands were up in her mother's shirt. "Hold on for a while."


 

"They're going to fuck, right?" Teddy asked.


 

"Yup." Phoebe said and sighed.

 

"Of course they are," Teddy said.

"Bye." Phoebe said and hung up when Teddy said bye.

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Teddy stared down at his Goodwill bought jeans. He hated the stuff that his parents bought. They were plain, boring, just like his parents' love. He saw that his parents never cared for each other. It was why he preferred to go to his friend's place.

 

They treated him like he was part of the family. He enjoyed it. He was taught things. Things that his father should have learned at a young age.


 

He enjoyed buying Wal-Mart and Goodwill brand clothes. It was comfortable and affordable. It made him feel normal.


Now he was trapped in the holding cell because he got caught stealing beer for four eighteen year olds. It wasn't the first time that he stole beer either. He enjoyed living life on the edge, stuff that his parents would frown upon, like going on a roller coaster or something.

 

He took to secretly eat at fast food places, instead of eating at those fancy places that his parents loved.

 

It was a thrill. He then went paint-balling, playing laser tag, and driving those golf-carts, which he almost killed Dylan, but all was good. He also had a heated make-out session with Dylan, because he was confused and Dylan was willing. They agreed to never talk about it.

 

"Where is he?" He heard his father's demanding tone. His parents came into view, looking like they recently had sex and never bothered taking a shower.

 

Teddy rolled his eyes.

 

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Christian demanded.

 

"I need a cigarette." He said and tried not to smile at seeing Christian's face turn red.

 

He had heard stories from Christian's ex 'subs' about this man he calls 'Dad'. Stories that made him sick to his stomach and made him determined that he won't turn out like his father.

 

"You will not become a smoker!" Ana screeched at him.

 

"Well, you're late coming to that realization." Teddy said and his parents turned their backs on him as they conversed with the police officer to figure out what he did.

Teddy slowly raised both hands and flipped them off with both middle fingers. He shook his head as he gave them the dirtiest look he can manage.
~~~
When Teddy stepped out of the police department, he wasn't surprised to see that Christian and Ana weren't there. Phoebe, Dylan, and Dylan's parents were there. Teddy ran over and hugged Dylan's mom Cindy. "Thank you for coming, Mom."

 

 
He was happy to get out of Juvie. He gave Dylan a brief hug, then his sister and a hug to Dylan's dad Shawn. Phoebe was crying, happy to see her brother out of the orange jumpsuit.

 


"We got a lot to talk about." Cindy scolded but ruffled Teddy's hair.

 

 "I kind of guessed that." Teddy said as they got in the van. Teddy was in the middle.

 

 "Were are we going?" Dylan asked.

 


"McDonald's," Cindy said.

 

 "Cool," Phoebe said.

 

 "So. Why?" Cindy asked, as she kept her eyes on the road.

 

 "Why what?" Teddy asked.

 

 "Why steal that beer?" Cindy asked.

 

 Teddy sighed. "Because our dad won't let us have fun. You should've heard Jason talk about how pissed Christian was when Ana went out on that jet ski."

 

 Phoebe nodded. "Yeah. Christian's manipulative. He once mentally broke one of his ex-subs. He made her end up in a mental hospital."

 

 "That's horrible," Dylan said.

 


 

 "Yeah. Also, I just wanted some sort of thrill, okay? He talks about how sex is a thrill," Teddy said.

 


 

 "I bet its fun if you're not doing it constantly." Phoebe agreed, "like them."

 


 

 "Whoa," Shawn said.

 


 

 "Yeah. They were to busy having sex to pick Teddy up," Phoebe said.

 


 

 "Of course," Dylan muttered.

 


 

 "I know," Teddy stated.

 


 

 "So, you know what happens when you break the law?" Shawn asked.

 


 

 "Yeah. You almost get your face smashed in the toilet that your cleaning by some random asshole," Teddy agreed.

 


 

 "No," Cindy said.

 


 

 "You shouldn't break the law because you want some sort of thrill. Take up shooting lessons. At least you know, do extreme stuff, like sky diving. Just don't steal beer anymore. Even if it's for money, okay?" Shawn said.

 


 

 "Yes, Dad. I'll try my best to not steal," Teddy said.

 


 

 "Good. I don't want to get called at 11:30 at night again," Phoebe said.

 


 

 Teddy smiled.

 


 

 "What store is open at 11:30?" Dylan asked. He tried to think about it.

 


 

 "Don't hurt yourself, thinking it over." Teddy said and gave Dylan a smile to let him know he was joking. Dylan smiled back.

 


"Ugh. Don't start kissing in front of me. I don't need to see that," Phoebe said.

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