Many stories have talked about princes and princesses. But while most of them deal with castles and knights. This story starts back in Burlington, NC with one young man who loved to write music and play his electric guitar. This young man dreamed about becoming a rockstar so he could leave his small town in Burlington and see the world. Hell, even bringing out so many emotions with his music would do wonders. For years, it had always been him and his mother.

His mother always believed that he could aspire to be something more than the life he had now. Brock and his mother helped each other out and when she was out of the house, he would take care of the place. From taking care of the animals to cleaning the house. Brock looked so much like his mother from the Brunette hair to his light brown eyes. However, it became evident that she could no longer support him. So, she went out of her way to find a husband.

Eventually, she met and married a young man named Alaric Benton. Believing that he would be the father that Brock always wanted. Alaric had two kids, Stella Benton, a young lady with long dark hair and brown eyes as well as his youngest child, a young boy with light brown hair and brown eyes. The minute that Alaric learned that Marissa had a son, was the same time he knew that things were not going to go well. Of course, Alaric had to stick it out.

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Time passed when suddenly, Brock and his mother were on their way home from school when a black SUV rammed into them. It struck them so hard that it tossed the car to the side. Police arrived on the scene, but the black SUV was nowhere to be found. Upon arrival, the police saw Brock and his mother. Unfortunately, Brock's mother had thrown herself on top of him to keep her young son safe. Brock came out of it with scratches and bruises. His mother wasn't so lucky. She had landed in the hospital, in critical condition.

Alaric and his children learned about the news, they raced to the hospital to see her. When they arrived, they were shocked to see the state in which Marissa was in. It was more of a surprise when Alaric saw Brock right by his mother's side. The family stayed there for a few hours until Marissa awoke but instead of greeting her husband and children, she looked at her son. Brock's light brown eyes filled with tears as this was not something he wanted to see.

"Momma?" Brock said. His voice broke.

"Hey baby," Marissa said. She gasped for breath.

"Are you going to be alright?" Brock asked.

"I don't know," she responded. "But if I don't make it, please behave for your father and siblings,"

Brock held back tears. No way was he going to break down in front of everyone.

"Don't talk like that!" He exclaimed. "You'll make it!"

"Promise?" she begged.

Tears brimmed her eyes. Brock simply nodded. He hoped his mother would make it. But that was not to be. Marissa took her son's hand and told him that she loved him more than anything else. Alaric heard this and anger boiled throughout his veins, by hearing this, the stepfather couldn't hold back his anger. It was clear that he and his children were nothing to Marissa. A plan began to brew in his head, he was going to make sure that Brock regretted ever being born. Brock stayed by his mother's side until the heart monitor went flat.

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Years went by and life went on, Brock grew into a handsome young man. But Alaric hated him. The more handsome Brock grew the more Alaric, and his children mistreated him. They had moved him out into the barn which they turned into a large room. They'd placed the animals in their own little space as well. But while this was meant to isolate him, Brock didn't care as he was glad to be away from his stepfamily. Despite being mistreated, Brock held onto his kind-hearted nature, never letting his stepfamily get to him.