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Third Person POV

"Dad!!!" Noel screamed.

Bright Wilson turned back suprised, failing to detect the distress in her voice.

That was the very first time in years Noel had addressed him like that.

As he was about to celebrate what he would call an achievement, he felt a piecing pain on his chest.

Shortly another one followed but on his stomach.

He slowly looked down and saw his white shirt stained with blood.

His blood.

Then the heart wrenching scream of his daughter followed.

Even with all the noise around them, he could clearly hear her as if they were alone in an echo filled room.

He fell to the ground with a hard thud, the pain unbearable.

The image of his daughter, his little Star running toward him being the last thing he saw.

How he wished they had more time together, how he was a better father.

If he could turn back time he would give her the world. A world she deserved.

"I'm sorry.. so sorry" he said with the little bit of strength he had left. Every word said coming from the bottom of his heart.

Noel frantically searched for familiar faces in the crowd that had formed around them.

'My dad needs a hospital'

'No, this not how the almighty Bright Wilson goes down' she thought.

This can't be happening.......

Want to know how she ended up in this situation?, let's go back a little shall we...

A slender figure, medium height with long brown hair tiptoed towards her room.

The entire house was plunged into darkness, the light emitting from outside being the only thing helping her see better.

When she got to the living room she came to a stop when the lights suddenly turned on.

Every living thing that had eyes was looking at her.

'Why were they sitting in the dark like creeps?' she thought.

Bright was looking like he was about to murder her.

Her uncle Vincent, favourite one might I add was relieved seeing her.

Her Aunt looked happy that she was in trouble judging from the look on her face.

Let's not talk about her older cousin brothers they looked like they were ready to eat her alive, if Bright Wilson didn't finish her first.

Great.

"Where have you been?" Bright questioned through gritted teeth indicating his anger.

"At the mall" she said knowing really well no one would believe that.

"At eleven pm? " his eye twitched.

"They were closing really late today" she said innocently then tried to run away to her room.

But Bright Wilson being her Father, saw right through her.

He grabbed her hand quickly before she had a chance to run away.

"Let go" she said, a little heaviness in her voice.

The dude was clutching where she got hurt.

"Bright calm down" her uncle Vincent said making his way towards them.

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