Kennedy raised an eyebrow at John. "Keep me safe?" he repeated. "Great job she did at that," he scoffed, sarcastically. How was years of being bullied keeping him safe? He had to run from school all the way home every day because one wrong move and he was done for.

Now that he thought about it, he's always felt different than the rest of this kids his age back home, but he blamed that on him being of magical descent. There were times when he wished someone would come for him and take him somewhere he belonged, but his mother denied him that. She denied him the right to grow up in a world he rightfully belonged in. She even got him to hate what he was...who he was.

"The big deal?" Was Johnathan really asking him that? Now?! Kennedy ran a hand through his hair, avoiding to see himself in the mirror. "She lied, dang it! She always went on about how Father lied to her all these years when she was doing the same to me." A lie was a lie no matter what. "I suffered for no reason," he muttered. And it was all her fault.

"Mom's no different than Father. She's a damn liar," he said through gritted teeth.