Look What I've Got McDaniel.

Quincy and Jennifer were about to get violent, the child in the middle simply letting the yank him around.

Thank god. Hayden and Zac both would love nothing more then for quincy to knock the fuck out of that bitch. And if he wouldn't, hell, Hayden would.

Jennifer finally struck Quincy across the face, earning back a kick to the stomach.
Quaid did nothing.
Yes, he would be in trouble.

Hayden and Zac high fived each other. About fucking time.
Hayden paused before stepping over and taking Quaid's hand, gently pulling him to where he stood with Zac. jennifer didn't scare him. If she tried to hurt Quaid right here he would kick her ass.

Quaid watched the two fight, screaming and swiping at each other.
"Childish."

Hayden watched intently, if Quincy was not holding back he could kill the bitch easily... he wished he would.
"Mhm...'

"The fighting, its childish. She knows she cant win and he knows he can do what he wants, they are fighting simply because." Quaid shrugged lightly.

"...No offense but she deserves it." Hayden sighed. He was so happy to see her get hit.

"Why cant you keep that to yourself? I mean really, do you need to say that shit in front of me? Yes she is fucked, but she is my mother." Quaid glared lightly at him.

"Sorry... you do not understand how much I can't stand her. But you're right." He sighed.
She hurt his daddy... he loved his father more than anything.

Quaid moved, leaning back against Hayden and sighing.
"I hate life."

Hayden lightly rested an arm around Quaid's waist comfortingly.
"Hey... it'll be alright."

"Maybe....This is making me insane." The boy watched Quinvy fight for him.

"Well I'm gonna make you... not insane. Well at least the same amount of insane as the rest of our family." He smiled.

Quaid yawned light;y.
"I wanna stay here..."

"I want you to stay here..." He nodded. "If daddy can beat her, which we all know he can, you can stay in my room." He offered

The boy hummed softly, blinking his eyes.
"It would be nice to do that..."

"Mhm.. I used to share a room with one of our brothers but he moved out so I get lonely." He nodded.

" I am always Lonely,its not nice...."
He had never had anyone to just hang out with.

"That sucks... well you dont' gotta be lonely anymore. Ya got me to hang out with and I'm sure when they met you, lots of our other brothers." He nodded.

Quaid nodded, watching his father and mother go at it.
"Im tired of being her toy."

"What all does she do to you?" He frowned lightly. "You don't have to tell me if its.. personal. Just asking."

"I....Well....She got me when I was around seven. Immediately she started beating me....She bega selling me out for money, and even you know...getting off herself on me, and I have been made a stripped and what not...All that weird shit....thats all my life is really. I wake up, get hit, get fucked, get hit some more, she gets paid and I fade from consciousness.

"Wow..." He frowned lightly. "Ya know, if you tell daddy that I think he'd kill her..."

"The way she talked im thinking he would fuck her up but I dont care....I dont want to get anyone in trouble, I just fucking want away from her." Quaid ran a hand through his hair.