Chapter 17

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"Have you ever.. been able to shut up?"

i widened my eyes, taking a step back.

"I don't think-" venti was about to say something, when xiao shushed him.

"So?" Scaramouche smirked, raising a brow.

"I-.." I stared at him, obviously hurt.

"Answer the question." Xiao pushed me forward.

I narrowed my eyes, stomping on his foot.

"No, i won't." I turned to xiao.

Xiao held his foot, glaring at me.

Scaramouche rolled his eyes, grabbing my shoulder and making me face him.

"I heard the answer was no..~" he smirked.

I stared at him, wanting to punch him right here.

"But then again, your parents seem intriguing." Scaramouche raised a brow, my eyes widening.

"Leave my parents out of this." I slapped Scaramouches hand off my shoulder.

"Why? Are they never around?" Xiao jumped in, walking around.

I narrowed me eyes, looking at him.

"I- no. They are-"

"Then why are you hesitant?" Scaramouche smirked.

"Is is because.. they aren't?"

I ran of the house, tears streaming from my eyes.

They had no right to speak about my parents.

I heard some yelling as i ran, then stopped to catch my breath.

Somehow i had found a tree, so I decided to stay here.

Finally, i had managed to climb a tree I managed to find.

Tears still falling, i sat on a branch.

"Hey, girlie. Why are you out here?" Childe came up to me, climbing the tree.

I looked at him, frowning "You saw what happened."

Childe frowned, then looked at the sky.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Childe suddenly asked, looking at me.

I raised a brow, and nodded "yeah, it is."

I smiled, then look at the sun.

"See, i can make you smile!" He grinned, and i chuckled a little.

"Yeah, i guess you can." I sighed, wiping tears from me eyes.

Childe scooted closer to me, nudging my shoulder.

"C'mon, wheres the fun junior (Y/N)?" He chuckled, and i looked at him for a moment.

"I mean, then one that would touch my hair." 

I chuckled, he then leaned his head down and i started to touch his hair.

The yelling had slightly died down, from which i assume childe was the main cause for it.

Childe had moved, and rested his head on my shoulder.

I was surprised he could stay balanced on the branch, but i continued to touch his hair.

Secretly, i had started to put little braids in his hair.

Childe glanced back at me "what are you doing to my hair?"

I chuckled "nothing~"

"Now I definitely think your doing something."

I shrugged, giving a wink.

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