The Not-Outcast

<p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Cutler Ryder was everything I wasn't. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>He was the hockey star. I was an outcast. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>He was best friends with my stepbrother that same stepbrother who hated me. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>His two parents loved him. My mom was a junkie. My dad barely knew me. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Years passed.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I got my life together.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Cut went onto NHL stardom. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Then there was a text. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I was drinking. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>There was a party. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Cut was there... </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>I loved Cutler Ryder since the first moment I saw him. </span></p><pre spellcheck=false>The only problem? He never knew I existed.  </pre>