my books part 1
MY BOOKS... part-1... (BROKEN)
I am a new writer and I'm trying to get published. I just have no idea where to start. I know I have to get a literary agent... But, that is about it. I just would like your feedback about my first book entitiled "Broken". I will be leaving the summary and the first 2 Chapters. In part-2 I will be leaving the same for my second book entitiled "Delusions of Faith"... Please let me know what you think!
BrOkEn
SUMMARY
“Broken" is a sort-of tragic story about a boy, Michael Vittori's, struggle with life. Living with an abusive step-father, Jason, and drug addict mother, Marisa, Him and his brother, Matthew have to stick together in order to cope with their surreal and emotionally damaging life. Along with Michael's best friend Julian Torrelli, they must overcome the perils of life and death to keep from losing their innocence as a child. Eventually our young characters run away to live on the hard streets of New York City. There they meet a young man named Ryan who teaches them the ways of the street and introduces them to drugs and thievery. His fun times soon turn into a powerful dependency. He finds himself doing terrible things just to get high. After realizing his problem he must now cope with sobriety and falling in love. But, things turn around for the worse and hopefully he can recover from the worse phase of drug use yet.
CHAPTER 1
Everything changed so quickly. Then in one quick swoop, all was lost. For her to do what she did was far beyond my comprehension. I was seven when it happened. When my mother took everything good in our lives and threw it all away.
It all started back in Jersey. I lived there for eight years with my mother Marisa, My father Vito, and my little brother Matthew Vittori. There weren’t as many problems as there is now. Back then we were happy. Even though my best friend got to live with me, our mothers where each other’s downfall of their drug use.
I've known my best friend, Julian Torrelli, since we were four years old, when our mothers were actually semi-clean, they put us both in the same daycare. We were a few months away from turning five and Mom was home taking care of Matt who just turned three. Dad was off working as usual and Mom was just lazy. So, Julian and me were the last ones to be picked up from daycare. That’s how we became friends and after a year of daycare with him our mothers unfortunately bonded. Which in our world means they shared their drugs.
The next thing I know Julian and his mother were living in our home and all I know is that it had something to do with Julian’s dad, who he has never seen, and Debra’s addiction and inability to support herself and her only son.
Things were going fine for a while. All three of us were getting along great. We hung out all day playing basketball outside on the hoop Dad built for us. Sometimes when he got home he would play with us until it got dark. He was a great dad and I wish to god that my mother hadn’t ruined it all for us.
It all went downhill when our mothers decided to go out every night and get messed up. Then got even worse when she started getting messed up in the mornings and doing nothing around the house. We all knew something was up but no one really acted on it. But dad knew. Sometimes, we would wake up to Mom and Dad screaming at each other.
“What is this shit your on?”
“It’s nothing, the doctor said it will help my nerves”
“Help your nerves? What nerves. You do nothing all day I’m working to keep us in this house and raise your friend and her child”
“Debra is alone in the world and all she has is her son and us.”
“Her life is not my problem. She’s been mooching off us… well me for years.”
“She needs help.”
“You need help… You need to lay off the drugs!”
Then there was some yelling in Italian.
“I hate you… I ****ing hate you. You make me what to kill myself!”
“Then do it... Who is stopping you?”
Things have not been the same since then. There was this tension between everyone above four feet and nobody was talking to each other. Mom and Debra slept all day and Dad had to spend a lot of days off taking care of us which eventually led to our money problems that I will explain later. As they fought Me, Matt, and Julian would sit at the bottom of the steps and listen to them until dad came and got us.
“What are you kids doing up.” He would ask with a sentimental tone.
“W-we heard you two fighting…” I answered with my head down.
He took my head in his hand and brought me in for a kiss on the forehead and sat between all three of us and put his arm around our shoulders. “I hate for you to hear this. Your mother is having problems and needs help…”
“I-I don’t un-understand” I said half crying.
“Its not your fault… But, I don’t know what will happen in the future, just bare with us and know that I love you guys.”
With that said he would kiss us on the head again and bring us to bed.
The next day was Julian’s and my tenth birthday. Mom and Debra, Julian's mother, decided to throw us a pool party. They invited a few of their friends from the book club and their kids who went to our school. The whole idea of a party was a disaster from the start. Our mothers were clearly messed up all day and couldn’t bake a cake for their lives. So, Dad took us to the ice cream store to buy Julian and me a big ice cream cake.
We had two hours to go until this party and Dad threw a bombshell on Matt and me. He pulled the car into the driveway, threw it in park, and turned to us in the backseat.
“Mikey, Matt… I got something I need to talk to you about.”
“What is it dad?” I said eagerly waiting a surprise birthday present.
“You know that your mother and I have been having our problems. Unfortunately you heard most of our fights. And I want to let you know that what I’m going to tell you isn’t because of you…”
“What is it dad?”
“Ah… Well… Your mother and I… We need to spend some time a part.”
“What!? Why?”
“I can’t get into it to much with you. It’s hard to explain.”
“Well, I think you owe us an explanation.”
“I keep forgetting how smart you are”
“Well, what are we supposed to do? Just accept you leaving and get over it… We can’t live with her”, I said pointing at the house, “She's crazy… I-I’ll miss you.” I started crying
“Hey… This isn’t going to be forever. Just so we can work out our differences.”
“Whatever.” I said crossing my arms and slouching in the back.
“You know I love you guys…. And I can’t stay away from you. I’m just staying with uncle Johnny and you can come and see me anytime you want.”
I let the tears fall now and turned to look out the window. Julian and Matt where speechless and were doing the same thing.
“Look… Mikey…”
My slamming of the door as I got out of the car cut off his sentence. I didn’t know what to think. He was leaving us alone with the crazy ***** we had to call our mother and it was all her fault. I barged into the house and looked for the scumbag who is ruining everything in my life. Like clockwork she was in the bathroom doing something I didn’t even want to know about. I banged on the door and yelled for her to open it.
“What the hell is your problem Michael!?”
“You, your ruining everything! You making dad leave us!”
“I didn’t make him do anything….” She said nodding out. “He is the one who-“
“Look at yourself!” I said cutting her off seeing how messed up she was. “Your disgusting… I HATE YOU!”
With that I slammed the door in her face and went into the kitchen to see Debra pouring potato chips into a small bowl, spilling it everywhere. I spotted Mom’s cigarettes on the table and took them. Julian and I tried smoking a few times and only did it now at nights after mom and dad fought and when we were walking in the woods. I turned to leave when my hate for Julian’s mom fill me up to the point of explosion. I put the pack in my pocket and walked towards the table where she was recklessly preparing the chips.
“Hey Mikey, need something?” She said in the same way my mother did.
I stood there and glared into her eyes clearly showing my hatred for her.
“Mikey what is it?”
“You… I hate you too!”, I took the baskets of chips and threw it at her. They flew in her face and all over the floor. The surprise caused her to stumble backwards and the drugs caused her to fall on her ass. I stormed out of the house, past my Dad, who was talking to Julian and Matt, and started running down the street towards our secret place in the woods. I didn’t even stop when they started calling my name. I just kept running as fast as my legs could take me.
I didn’t understand what was happening or how dad can leave us. What a good way to spend ones birthday, huh? I hated them both right then, but deep inside I knew my dad was right. He has been working as hard as he could and he needs some time off, especially from my mother. But, I didn’t want him to leave and I’m sure Matt and Julian didn’t want him to either.
I finally made it to the spot where we usually go to think or be alone. I got the pack out of my pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it. I slowly inhaled my first drag and exhaled with a violent cough. I didn’t care so I took another drag. One after another, after another, until the coughing stop.
I was halfway done with the cigarette when I heard Julian and Matt coming through the trees. I continued to smoke while Julian and Matt came and sat right next to me. We didn’t say anything to each other, just sat there, silent, thinking about what will happen next.
(there is more but i can't include of off due to the chracter limit)