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Ian 10
IAN POV
I've never felt so vulnerable before, and that is coming from a man who has been pulled from a burning vehicle before.
"Mom, I need to ask you a favor," I say while leaning back and staring at my poor mom.
She has dealt with every mood swing and every accident. She is one amazing woman, and I owe her so much. I even considering bashing Dylan's head in once for my mother. I was an angry young kid at the time, so the thought quickly left my head, but the fact that he hurt her had me wanting to be violent.
"Sure, Honey," Mom replies before putting her fork down and giving me her attention.
Dad looks at me quizzically, but I ignore him. I already feel as if I am half a man. I don't need Mr. Perfect husband stepping in...
"I need you to drive me to pick up a date tomorrow. I am a little self-conscious about eating out, so I suggested our date being here......I....you know I
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