Meg
My mom let Jim move in when I was 12, and Jesus moved in with him. The couldn't figure out why I didn't take to it. Well, it's hard to take sermons on sin, forgiveness, and eternal life from a guy who beats on your mom three or four times a week and have to listen to loud make-up sex each night. Kept begging to her to get out, but knew I was going to go one day, with or without her. Last thing she ever said to me was she'd pray for my soul. Fair enough. I didn't like her much by then, but I'm always willing to take a gift from someone as long as there really are no strings attached (Beg 3)
On the other hand, when someone wants to make a deal, I make sure of the terms. None of this "Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors" stuff: When I make a deal, I'm good for my side, and you'd better good be for yours. (Borrow 4). I don't steal, either(Steal 1): the way I see it, it like forcing someone to make a deal with me. And since I got to choose and take what I wanted, the other guy gets to take what he wants to settle to balance it out.
Which is why I've got to get out of here. I took something so big that I deserve anything the guy sends my way. No way to pay this back - only choice is to go so far he gives up.
Can't go yet though. There's this guy - Chen - that I screwed over a while back. He worked nights at a bodega over on Winston. I was being chased and started freaking out. I knew Chen a gun by the register, and I saw him heading out to walk home, and I asked him for his gun, so suddenly he had in his back pocket (The Universe Delivers), and I grab and fire at the a-hole chasing me. Didn't hit anything, but the a-hole start running. I give the gun back to Chen and keep running. Stupid. Leaving a guy out on the street with a gun a night with shots fired? How many people saw him with that gun when they got to window? A dozen? Police picked him up a few minutes later. He lost his job, and I know he's been on the street. I need to fix that if I can.
And I have to find Jim and pay him back. I know he killed my mom: stabbed her a few weeks ago, left her to die on the kitchen floor, and took off. Mom dead and me with eternal life. It's messed up. I have to raise some money and get her a tombstone.