20. First Day

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Revy: *twitch*

Father: Get out! Bring me more alcohol or you'll be sorry!

Revy: But dad I-

*SMACK* *thud*

Father: It's Father you bitch!


Father: Did I stutter? GET OUT!!

*BAM*

Revy: *mumble* S-Stop....

Officer: You know...no one will be here for an hour. I have all the time I need.

*unzip*

Revy: W-what are you doing?!

Officer: Having my way with you. It's your fault for stealing those keys this morning. Now be a good girl and stay silent.

Revy: NO PLEASE!!

Revy: *furrow* G-Go away....

Rock: We're just going to abandon her?

Balalaika: Yeah. She is no longer needed by us. But you on the other hand you're valuable.

Rock: But why?

Eda: Babe you know you love me. Forget about her and  you can have me.

Rock: Heh. Alright then.

Revy: *wince* G-Get out of my head...

Rock: You're a failure.

Father: A bitch

Officer: Volatile

Eda: A monster

Balalaika: You're disposable.

Everyone: You're worthless. You're nothing.


Revy: Help me...........................

Revy: GET OUT-

Y/N: REVY!

Revy wakes up as Y/N looks at her, concerned about her. He wipes the tear running down her cheek as Revy squirms a bit in his grasp, waking up Velvet who was hugging her from behind. Bernadette also woke up as Y/N shifts his hand to touch Revy's face gently.

Y/N: Are you alright?

Revy: Just a bad dream.

Velvet/Bernadette: You sure?

Y/N: I'm here for you you know.


Revy: *grumble* Just fucking shut up and let me sleep.

Revy buries her face into Y/N's chest as everyone slept once again.

Later

Revy: I fucking hate this uniform.

Bernadette: *twirl* I haven't worn different articles of clothing other than my archangel wear for thousands of years....this is rather unique I must say....

Hank: Easy for you to say. I can't even fit in mine. *smirk* Guess I got to wear what I wear.

BBQ: I don't need to wear one so suck it!

Revy: *grumble* Fuck you chicken.

Revy stuck out her middle finger as BBQ blew a raspberry.

Velvet: Guys let's not fight.

Revy/BBQ: *hmph* Fine......

Y/N: Now the next order of business is getting to class. It says here that class starts at 9 AM.

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