Milk. Bread. Butter. Bacon. Everyday it’s the same God damn shit grocery store, with the same God damn shit people. In and out they taunt me with their families, their love, and their precious Mommy and Daddy’s. I’ve never known the meaning of love. I’ve never had anyone hold my hand and tell me it’s going to be okay. I’ve fought for everything I’ve got, and there’s not a single person in this God forsaken town who’s going to take it from me. But there’s something special about that one. I never know when he’s going to come in or what he’s going to say to me. There’s a darkness and familiarity lurking behind his eyes, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. They say as soon as you're born, you start to die, but why do I have a feeling my senescence will start as soon as I let Daddy into my bed?

My sister Taylee and I swore when we were children that when we grew up, we would get out of the life we were born into. The truth was, Taylee deserved all the hell that was wrought upon her. She watched as momma and daddy did their dirty deeds on my frail body. I saw the gleam in her eye as they put me away each night in the roller. Now we are older, and have survived our past. Taylee left the first chance she got, leaving me to suffocate and die in that crawl space. But death is the new rebirth - Welcome to our family.

I want something I shouldn’t. It’s illicit, at least to the outside world it is. But then again, maybe it’s not so wrong after all since I come from a family that’s twisted. Evil and Immoral. Or as I’d like to call it, the Greene family legacy. I’ve seen and lived through things that no one should, and maybe that’s why I never wanted to be like any of them. That’s the thing though, isn’t it? Never say never. Turns out I’m just like them. You can’t run from your bloodline, you can’t run from who you’re meant to be. Because just like those before me, I’ll do whatever it takes to get what I want.

Family is everything. He taught me that. The lessons I learned as a child still resonate in my blood; our family tree needs to remain pure in order to remain strong. Greene roots burrow deep, and the brittle leaves that are sharp enough to cut us all down grip tightly to the branches. I know my purpose, but the problem is, how can I fulfil it when the ground is barren and the tree can’t bear any fruit? Broken branches need to be cut, but I’m not ready to give up. I refuse to surrender to the curse that our bloodline has bestowed upon me. The old tyrant, who in one way or another is the father of us all, he would stand resolute and unshakeable. Luke is everything I want to be, and if I have to crawl my way out of the depths of the oubliette to prove myself, then so be it. They’re a part of him too… and in the end I will show them. After all, I am still a Greene. This story is based on the world of Inferno Series by Yolanda Olson, I highly reccommend reading Inferno before picking up Irreverent.