Max
"Hey brother. Thought we could use a talk." I say as I take a seat in the damp green grass.
The smell of summer whiffs through the air as a nearby landscaper plants some flowers next to the administration's office.
I pull some small weeds that have started to grow since the last time I was here. It's strange knowing I was here not too long ago hung over and angry that he had left me, but after screaming out in agony how badly I was hurting and having not only my brother hear me, but everyone from the club, I feel different.
"You know, you could have told me you had a brother, but judging by how fuckin' crazy he is, I'm guessing that's why you decided to keep him under wraps." I joke feeling more and more like myself.
This morning I woke up in my bed at the clubhouse and knew where
