Rocky Speech To Son Novels & Stories

Trojack replied, his voice calm and gentle, different from his usual intimidating tone. Rosa felt relieved. Trojack was extremely protective of them, yet he knew how to talk to her son without scaring him. Her son was not the type to socialize easily, especially with people he had never met before. It even took him days to start talking to Gigi because of his shyness. This was something new for Rosa. “Would you like to listen to some music?” Trojack asked, glancing at the rearview mirror. “A radio might be a good idea,” Rosa suggested, gripping her son's hand tightly.

Unknown number: I’ll call every fucking hospital in the state until I find out where you had my son, I will fucking find you. Unknown number: I miss you so much can I please meet my son, we are supposed to be a family. Let me be part of your lives, I want to be there for my son the way my father wasn’t. Unknown number: I love you Kay, I know I fucked up, can you please forgive me I promise you no more shit, I’m done with the drinking and drugs let me show you how much I’ve changed.

“Excuse me?” The son didn’t repeat himself, instead, he stood up and stared down on his father. He didn’t expect himself to even say no to begin with. It was like there was something inside of him pushing him to utter the word. The word that seemed so foreign to his tongue. He had said it anyway, and his father had heard him loud and clear. The last time he spoke to him was when he was a child. His voice was different now, rougher, raspier. Even to make the other men inside the room cower and bow down in fear. Again, his father repeated, “No?”

“Well not with that energy, he won't get it. Don’t lose an eye on him. Nobody touches him. If anyone lays a hand, you burn the whole place down.” Rocky smirked. “Got it. He hates you though. Calls you a bastard.” “He’s my blood. He can hate me and still be my son. Family’s family. That’s how it works." "Family first. Always.” “Always. Listen... there’s something else.” Rocky leaned forward. “Just say jump, boss.” My teeth ground together. “Maddison’s ex,” All I heard was her voice, that little laugh when she joked about running back to her ex. Like it was funny.

"If you want to harm them at least have some power, in order to do so. Don't depend on your mother like a little kid and for once, be a man" I cackled at his words and they all stared at me, Edna also tried to hold back his laughter but he burst out the moment I did. Rocky looked at us like he could cry because one thing he hates is losing. "You all regret this, I swear," He says and leaves the ward.

I let out, taking a big breath, "I've been a mess and I didn’t want you guys to see me like that… but I'm better now, don't you think so, Rocky?" "Yeah, she's way better. We don't need to be on suicide watch 24/7 anymore, I'm only here right now because I ate something funky yesterday and I can't go to work or I'll shit myself," Rocky explains, making both of my parents just look at each other like they're overwhelmed by information, "So, Farrow hasn't even tried to talk to you guys? I was waiting for him to do it." "No, he hasn't been seen out in a while and he hasn’t reached out to me whatsoever. I will personally go pay him a visit later," my dad says with that calm voice, "How did he han

Austin's father took both his son's shoulders in his hands now, looked him straight in the eye, "Despite everything else that's been going on, we know that you're becoming a respectable, responsible young man. You're going to make some girl very happy someday." "Is this the grandkids speech, Dad?" Austin asked, "Just because you and Mom were already working on your second at my age..." His father laughed. "No. It's the 'I'm honored to have you as a son' speech. Grandkids? Eh, they can wait a few years yet." Austin's father clapped him on the shoulder, and then the older man walked over to the picnic table. Austin smiled. Suddenly the valley seemed far brighter than when they'd arrived.

“I love your mom, and I love you.” Rocky realized he keeps better at saying the words when he finally admitted it to himself. But it takes not only a declaration for her son to take his word. “Why, then, did you leave us? People do not leave the people they love behind. They stay together no matter what.” Rocky felt like his son jabbed him senseless. He was speechless. His mouth opened, but nothing came out. How can he tell his son he was a j*rk to his mother without turning him away? They only got to know each other and started to get along.

' The pain tore through me. My voice broke. "Connor… this isn't filth. This is your son. Jamie is dead. He died exactly as you wanted." Connor paused for a brief moment–then let out a cold laugh. "Sienna, so this is why you finally decided to speak? To put on a performance in front of me? "You're even cursing your own son now. You really are something." He snatched the body from my arms, glanced at it carelessly, and his expression turned even colder.

“Do not give him ideas! You know how crazy those boys get when they are together after a few drinks.” Dad laughed. “Boys will be boys.” Rocky stepped from the bathroom, his dark hair slicked back, and already dressed in suit pants and deep blue shirt. He nodded in my direction. “She still on one?” He motioned to Mum, and I smiled. “What do you think?” “Now, now boys. That is your Mami. She may be a little crazy, but we love her.” Dad said, smirking. “It is you lot that have sent me crazy!” Mum shouted up stairs to us. “Now hurry your asses along because we need to go.”