James awoke from his bed, it was noon everything was sore especially his arse.
"I love VR and all, but that was a weird ass experience."
He went to the kitchen and made a sandwich for himself. His mother was in the living room with another guy from a club his mother frequents to get a one night stand. James watched as his mother was being choked and it seems she was enjoying it. He never was fond of his mother's hobby, he carefully got himself a soda as he did not want to interrupt her. James hastily walked to his room, but it didn't go unnoticed by the man with his mother.
"Hey, my bitch here didn't mention any kids."
"Who cares about him", his mother said, "let's get back to business."
However the man did not waver his annoyance towards James, he was strangely angered by him.
"Hey! Come here, and give me your sandwich."
Jameson hates confrontation and wanted to be left out of this whole situation. His father came home from work and as soon as he saw the man he snapped, and in an instant James soon remembered this sort of aura about them. James felt as thought he won't see the light of day ever again.
His mother was a known drug user and alcoholic, she refuses to get help because those are for 'pussies'. James left for his room and locked the door, and as soon as he did, his mother yelled and one of the vases fell. Soon an all out war was waged between the two, and the random man was most likely dragged along. After an hour or two it went silent.