Part 4

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404s POV:  She had continued to walk down the beach, her eyes staring at the ground. Fresh walked over to Ink and helped them up. They both didn't know what was wrong. I followed her, out of wonder, as she stopped she looked out onto the sea as if in an understanding a man walked onto the beach. He had glanced at her looking like he was going to kill her. She walked up to him and looked at the ground again, he lifted her head and then slapped her. God, Bill is going to be pissed I thought. Skylar said, "I'm sorry, Jack I can't just stay with you, I'm not your damned daughter, you said so yourself... So why now? Why do you want to be my father now? Because I finally found happiness?" Her voice was cold, it felt darker than normal, and I was right, she then yelled, "YOU CAN'T JUST DECIDE "NOW I'M GOING TO BE AN AMAZING FATHER!" NO! YOU LOST THAT PRIVILEGE YEARS AGO! I GAVE YOU SO MANY DAMNED CHANCES AND YET YOU STILL TREATED ME LIKE SHIT! GODS JUST GO! GO BACK TO WHERE YOU WERE AND I DON'T CARE THAT YOU THINK THAT NOW FUCKING 13 YEARS LATER THAT YOU NEED ME IN YOUR SHITTY LIFE! I FOUND AN AMAZING FATHER FIGURE IN MY LIFE, NOT ONE BUT 2 DAMN IT AND THEY ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU!" Her voice had finally cracked as she had tears streaming down her face, she walked up to me, she had hugged me balling her eyes out. She couldn't help it, she just needed someone she could rely on, I'm that someone apparently. Jack had yelled, "STOP CRYING LIKE A BITCH SKYLAR!" She looked up and wiped her tears and smiled like always, he smiled.

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Skylar: *hanging upside down on a tree branch*

Will: ...This is fine.

Skylar: Hi bub!

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