Chapter Two

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by distortedfeelings

by distortedfeelings

Mike's POV

Jeremy's gonna pay for this. I actually have to talk to someone. I hate talking to people. But, I do love my Jerebear, so that's the only reason why i'll do it.

I walk to the the table the girl was siting at and I scan her features. Short blonde hair, pale skin, and blue, sad eyes. I could've sworn I saw a bruise. A bruise?! The reddish-purple mark was under her eye, but I ignored it.

"Hey little girl," I started. "Why are you here alone?" The little girl sniffled. "Nobody wants to play with me." Her voice sounded hurt and it kept cracking. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Evie." She spoke. "Okay, Evie. Why doesn't anyone want to play with you?" I ask her in a comforting tone. "Because nobody likes me. I won't talk to anyone." She says, biting the skin around her nails. Her pale hands had bruises as well.

Something wasn't right with this kid. She was very reserved for an 4 year old. "If I may ask, why do you have those bruises?" She seemed to get uncomfortable at that question.

"O-Oh... I just fell and hit my face. N-No big deal." Uhm, this was a REALLY big deal. I decided to just nod since I knew it was a lie.

"My daddy's here...I-I have to go home now." She says and darts away...

(A/N: Woah what's wrong with Evie?! Cliffhanger af *twerks*
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