James had never felt so embarrassed in his life. Why did his dad always do this to him? This was one of the reasons that he became an outcast. His dad started to say that she was not good for him, but that left little room for comfort. After all, how was his dad supposed to know what was best for him? He was just a good-for-nothing drunk, not that he'd have the guts to say that to his father's face.
It was not hard to tell that his dad had been drinking, right before coming to pick him up-like always. James decided to ignore his father and look out the window.
His father was quiet for a long time. James didn't care. He also knew that his father wanted him to follow him in his footsteps, but that was not going to happen.
"You're too good for that whore." his father said for what seemed like the millionth time.
"Yeah, you always say that." James said simply, not looking at his dad.
His dad looked at him guiltily, but James knew that it would not last long. When they get home, his father was going to be mad...