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A fight

"I know what you did you fucking bitch!" She yelled, and before Afton could react, a fist slammed into his cheek, he stumbled back and looked up with shock in his face and before he could get ready, the same fist connected head on with his nose, a wet crack filled the room and Afton doubled over, clutching his face.

"My brother was fine without you and you ruined his life you fucker!" She screeched and Afton's head snapped up, his glinting eyes stared into hers.

"Jennifer Emily." He growled and her foot connected with his stomach. She sent him flying into the back of the couch, tipping it over and he spilled onto the floor, there was blood splattered on the wall from his nose. Jen walked around the couch and straddled Afton, slamming her fist into his face again and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt yanking him up to look at her.

"I know what you fucking did. He loved you. My brother fucking loved you and you fucked him over! You killed my niece you pussy ass bitch! You Murderer!" Jennifer screamed and punched him several more times, blood splattered the floor and Afton was helpless against it.

She ruthlessly pounded his face in, rage flowing through like tap that's been cranked to its highest setting. He hurt her brother, her little brother. She slammed her fist into the side of his head.

Flash back~

"Hen, you ready to go?" Jennifer called down the hallway. At sixteen and she had to raise her brother. A little blond five year old came tearing down the hallway and bowled into her legs, wrapping his arms around them.

"First day of first grade! Look at how handsome you look!" Jennifer cooed, smoothing his wild curls. He was wearing a large backpack and had the biggest smile on his face. "I made you lunch and daddy has signed all of your papers! You're all set bubs." She said fondly. She knew her father hadn't been home last night, the signatures on the checks and the paper work were all forged. But it's what she had to do. Henry deserved to have everything that he needed to have a perfect childhood. Even if that meant avoiding an abusive father and living a motherless life.

But Jennifer could do it. She had a job and she was keeping up with school with straight A's in AP courses. She bought all of the normal, healthy things, and all of the care products and soaps and clothes and everything. She could do it all by herself. Henry was her little brother and she would raise him until she went to college. He would be fine. She would make sure that he would grow up fine.

Back to the now~

Afton lay under her groaning. He squinted up at Jennifer, tears pouring down her face.

"I'm telling nobody," she paused to sniffle, "he's made her again and I'm raising her. She'll be back and you'll fucking regret it. I won't tell anybody what you did but you can live knowing that someone knows who you've killed and what you've done."

"Don't tell him." He moaned, blood pouring from his face.

"Of course I won't tell him. It'll kill him. He would not survive. But he'll find out eventually. And you'll live knowing that you ruined him." She growled and got up. "And I was never here or the whole fucking world will know." Afton huffed and let his head fall back to the ground. He heard the door open and slam shut and a car started. He groaned and picked his limp arm up, dragging it through his hair.