"You're not my dad, bitch. Fuck off"

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Welcome to the 7th chapter lovelies!

Short chapter :(

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Saturday Afternoon

No Ones POV:

"Daddy? Where are you?" The 6 year old Wooyoung walks down the stairs, hearing noises. Rounding the corner, he sees his dad and some other guy fighting. "Daddy?" He called out. He turns around. "Wooyoung?! What are you doing down here? Run! Go back upstairs!!" he yells. "But-"  "I love you, Youngie. I always have, and i always will. Take care of your mom for me." He tells him. Wooyoung continues to watch the fight unfold around him. The strange man picks his dad up, slamming him over their glass table. He went through it, shattering the table in the process. Wooyoung let out a scream. Potted plants are being thrown on the ground, blood is splattering in places, there are yells and shouts of anger, pain. Wooyoung stares in horror as the man shoves a knife through his dads stomach. "DADDYYYY!!!!!!" Wooyoung screamed. He collapses on the ground as the strange man rips the knife out. All the color left his skin, turning it a sickly pale shade of white. He mouths '143' to Wooyoung. Just then, a gunshot is heard throughout the whole house, and Wooyoung's dad falls forward, a bullet through his head, blood seeping out. Wooyoung falls to his knees, seeing his dad killed in front of him. Wooyoung runs over to his dad, and holds him in his arms, sobbing. His mom comes home, and collapses on the ground, unable to comprehend anything she is witnessing. "DADDYYYYYY!!!!!!!" Wooyoung screams. "DAAADDDD!"He screams.

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Wooyoung's POV


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"DADDDDD!!" I scream as i shot forward in my sleep. Sweat coated my forehead, tears streamed down my cheeks as i remembered the flashback. I panted, trying to catch my breath. I looked around, and saw i was still in San's room. After a few seconds, i stood up, and wiped the sweat and tears off my face. I took a step, and yelped out in pain. I fell to the ground as pain went shooting throughout my ass. "W-What the fuck" I said in disbelief. There was no way that his fingers did that to me. I groaned, and let out pained yelps as i stood up. I somehow managed to make it to the Hallway, where i saw San walking towards me. "Are you ok? I heard a thud. Like you fell." San said. "Do you need help walking?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. 

"Fuck off. I can walk myself" I grumbled. I took 3 steps before i collapsed to the ground again. I felt my face heat up in embarrassment as San chuckled, walking over to me. "As you were saying?" He smirked. I scoffed, and looked away. I felt myself being picked up. W-What are you doing?! Put me down!!" I yelled. "Ok. 1, dont fucking yell in my ear. 2, dont tell me what to do. 3, Im walking you to the kitchen. I made breakfast." San said. He proceeded to carry me bridal style into the kitchen, and then placed me on the couch in the living room. 

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