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The aching cry ran although the small apartment. Ocean's head was in her knees, her heart hurting with the pain of heartbreak but not from any heartbreak.
She had expired this pain at many times and stages in her life. The first being when she was only five.
Neglection came easy to Oceans mother regarding her. On christmas day her mother had prepared all of her kids gift but Ocean.
She gave the lame excuse that 'She had been acting bad' all year round and everyone just accepted it
Ocean could always remember the way her smile faded that morning as everyone got gifts but her. How she cried when her sister got the doll she had been begging for but got ignored
At age eleven Ocean had joined a school play,
one of the leading roles. She told her mother everyday leading up to the event and when it came no one was there to support her.
No claps or cheers from her loved ones were heard when she went to bow only the pathetic ones that were giving because they felt bad
On her seventh birthday Ocean didn't wake up to cake or singing, she woke up to an empty home and a note that her mother and siblings had went on a small trip and didn't want to bother her.
But today, at nineteen this cry had to be possibly the worse cry she had ever done. Ocean took her mother out for lunch - which was very short.
She wanted to talk to her about Santana and Kyhier tell her how she felt so in love and how she wanted her to meet them.
Her happy rambles were shut down by her mother calling her a whore. How they were only using her for her body and that the love was just lust; and in some sick way her words had gotten to Ocean
She questioned everything, from her being way to dependent for their attention; their love. To how she ruined their relationship. Just brought herself in between a happy couple and it made everything worse
Her cries got cut off by the loud chimes of her phone going off. She didn't even look at who was calling her already having an idea and the deep voice that spoke out told her she was right
"Whea you at pretty? We missin you"
"Yea mama we do" Santana whined behind Kyhier's sentence the two waiting for Ocean to have a movie night with; even building a fort that took hours because they couldn't stop arguing on what to use for the blanket to rise better
She hadn't notice she was crying again until Santana called out to her again after a minute of silence.
Clearing her throat she whipped her cheek and looked at the open window the pink-orange skies looking back at her
"Hi babies- i think ima stay here tonight i just found out i had another project assigned" it was a lie.
She was just gonna overthink everything more and to the point where it drove her to distance herself from them. Her mind telling her how she didn't deserve their love
"You sure baby? We got matching onesie to match your favorite one and we got yo bottle ready" Kyhier's words only made her chest hurt more.
They were always so thoughtful and so sweet. They're never mean always explaining if they ever felt upset about anything she could have did worng and not noticed
They were perfect but in Oceans mind she wasn't as perfect for them
"I'm okay papa. I haven't even felt the erge to switch" that was also another lie. Ocean had been fighting off little space every since she had gotten back. The emotional distress being too much for her
"Awn man. Okay baby we'll let you get to it. We love you"
"Love you so much princess" she gave a short love you too and quickly hung up the huge gush of sadness taking over
She laid on the floor her body curling into its self her body shutting down as she feel asleep.
While Ocean slept she could feel her body being picked up and put in a bed. The similar but different scent filling her nose and a warmth coving her body, by the two big men that she called hers
