"B-But no, why did you hit my mommy?!" The six year old boy whimpered to his dad, earning himself a hard slap onto his face.
"Stop fucking crying, you are a boy you can't be shedding no tear like you some type of bitch, you hear me?" The father hove...
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a/n; like the new setup? :)
Delaney was sitting in the parking lot of where the party took place at for almost an hour now, having no where to go, she started to grow frustrated at herself.
Picking up her phone once again, she found Damir's phone number in her contact list and called him.
"Hello?" He spoke on the other line, Delaney puffing out air, "Damir, can i come home please?" she sniffled.
Hearing the line fall flat, she hung up the phone and banged her head up against the steering wheel.
She felt like she caught feelings for Nardo way too fast and that he didn't even see himself with her.
