"The last thing my father told me was to find a way out and that I was a d*ck for not shooting that guy in the head." I say. 

"Val... I..." Voxy started. 

"I got these bruises from guards and inmates in prison. I was in a human prison, so as you can imagine I was the freak." 

I crushed the cigarette. Prison. How I hated it. Always getting beat. Being the outsider. Being the true freak. I always was the one taking the fall. 

"Prison gave me one good thing." I say.

"What?"

"My name. I didn't have a f**cking name. It was always boy, son, or a***hole." I lay in the bed.

Prison hardened me. All those years of thinking I would continue to rob with my father, were just a load of crap. I didn't need him. It took 3 years in prison for me to realize I'm better without him. I built this empire all on my own. I didn't need him. 

Voxy cuddled beside me. 

"Thanks for telling me." He said. 

He slowly stood up. 

"Voxy...?" I start. 

He leaves without a word. I should follow him. I took my cloak. I put it on. I walk after him. He walks into a room and closes the door. I reach for the nob. 

"Daddy. I want to talk to you." Mina said. 

"What is it?" I sigh.

"I need some drugs for a party. They told me that they will pay you." Mina said. 

"How much?" I say. 

"2 pounds." Mina answered. 

I nod. I took a box of drugs out.

"Here leave me be." I say.

Mina nods. She hugs me. She smiles and walks off.