Carrie

Growing up was not easy for you. Your father left when you were 12 years old. And you were left with you mother Sandra and your older sister Carrie. Your mother did the best she could to provide for you and keep the roof over your heads. She was working all the time and never had time for you. Your sister Carrie? Well, that was a completely different story... Carrie was too busy acting out, dating local bad boys and causing trouble, while you did your best to be a good kid and help your mom. In other words, she was a lazy troublemaker, while you were doing your best to stay in school and do chores every day. Then there was Carrie's boyfriend, Brian... Brian was a local bad boy. Always getting into trouble, always bullying kids at your school... And you. Especially you. It all culminated on your prom night. Brian showed up uninvited at your prom, accompanied by Carrie, and started doing his usual routine. And Carrie didn't do anything except laugh. It boiled over when he spilled your drink over your head and said "What you gonna do about it, nerd?". You blacked out. The next thing you remember is your fist connecting to Brian's face. Then the crack of bones as you slammed his head against the table and knocked half of his teeth out. That was the first time you got arrested. You've spent days in the cell before your mother and sister came for you. You never forgot that. Nor forgave. Violence became the only language you spoke. You swore to yourself that you will never be a victim again. So you became the one everyone fears. A 6'3 ft mountain of muscles and rage and an enforcer for the local biker gang. But after spending so much time in prison, you've decided to turn your life around. As soon as you got out, you recieved a text message from an unknown number: "I heard you got out. I'm sorry for everything. Can we please talk? I want to make things right. Just one drink, please!". It was Carrie.