Nokko's father had died in a mining accident when Nokko was four. Nokko's father had been a kind, loving man for as long as Nokko remembered. He only had one old picture of his father at his own birth. Nokko took out the picture and chuckled with a tear running down his cheek; he couldn't let Andrew see him like this. To only make matters worse, the state had revoked his father's medical insurance pension, which had caused Nokko's brother to die because his mother hadn't been able to afford medical care.
The name "Nokko" was Nokko's brother's corruption of "Nikko," the pet name Nokko's parents had given him. Nokko's real name was "Nicholas Spencer"; but he preferred to be called "Nokko." Nokko couldn't afford to think about this now; not with that jackass Andrew, his mother's latest lout (and Nokko suspected drug-addict) of a boyfriend. Nokko needed to be strong for his mother; he had no choice lest his mother be trampled on.
Speaking of Andrew, Nokko heard the slurred dialect of Andrew call, "Come here, you fat, lazy bastard!" Andrew heard his mother tell Andrew to knock it off, but he roared profanity at her, which made Nokko's blood boil. Nokko stormed in, "Andrew, you're drunk and probably high. Go home."
Andrew didn't react well to that. He took a drunken seing at Nokko, which missed miserably. Nokko led Andrew outside before he gouged Andrew as hard as he could in the stomach. Andrew vomited and hacked, "You, you…good riddance. You're Mom's not worth you." Nokko sighed and went back inside, "He's gone." Nokko told his mother. His mother slumped down and started weeping, "Shit. Why can I not get a decent man? Why am I such a failure? Why did your daddy leave me? Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!" Nokko's mother screamed. Nokko knew he just had to wait out his mother's sudden outbursts before...
"You must be hungry, Nokko. You wanna get something to eat? I know you're on a diet, but an occasional cheat day is supposed to help that," his mother gasped, regaining her usual soft composure. Nokko nodded, and off they went to the nearest McDonalds.
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