𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1

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A/N: idk if this'll suck but yea

Tw for this chapter, there's slight mentions of things that might be triggering but idk

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giggles echoed in the yard, seemingly bouncing off of the fences as the girls paraded around the playset.

"R! Hurry up!" Giggled a small blonde, her giggles growing louder as the taller girl bounded over to the smaller girl, clad in a ponytail.

"I'm righ' here, calm down!" the other girl giggled. 

The girls talked and swung on the swing-set.

"R?" asked the smaller blonde, pushing off the ground and swishing through the air, followed by the taller blonde.

"Yeah?" Responded the taller blonde, her wavy hair flowing as she cascaded through the wind, like the riptide at beaches. (Vance reference?)

"What happened to your.. uh.." The smaller blonde struggled for words. "This part," she continued, pointing her index at a low spot on her jaw, mirroring the taller girl's, which was painted in a dark purple, green peeking through on the sides.

"Oh." started the taller girl, avoiding the smaller's gaze. "Yeah, dad got mad, i'm noth suppos' to tell you though, he said i'll get in twouble. You have to shhh." Said the taller girl, putting her hand that wasn't occupied by the swing rope to her lips, in a motion to keep quiet.

"Dads are suppos' be nice, though. Theywe supposed to wove you, lie' mommies." said the small blonde, confusion flooding her tone.

the taller girl shrugged. 

"Ok, well.. wanna pway wif' the monstuh twucks?" Asked the small girl, in hopes to change the topic, sensing the discomfort in the tall girl.

"Ok!" said the taller girl, her face curving into the smile that the smaller blonde loved so very much.

"Ok," repeated the smaller girl, getting off of the swing.

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Reputation's Pov:

Light. Yelling. Banging. Swearing.

I woke up with this shit every day, that is if I get any sleep at all.

I pulled myself up begrudgingly. I remembered my dream from the previous night. My gaze flickered to the pendant laying on my dresser. I reached my hand out, clasping the chain limply in my hand. I sat up against my bed frame and took a look at the small heart.

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"It was my mom's." said the smaller blonde, 4 years later.

"Wow," I responded.

"Yeah." said the still shorter blonde. 

There was an awkward pause between us, as I stared at the pendant she had given me. We were 8 now.

"I don't want to leave, y'know," she said. I flicked my gaze back up to her and nodded.

"I know,"

"Hey Lover, we gotta go!" spoke lov's mother, clutching a large box in her hands. She walked by us and placed it in the large moving van.

I held my hand out to lover, expecting her to take the pendant back, but she merely shook her head.

"I have a matching one, see?" she opened the pendant, revealing an engraved design of a sun, with the printed word 'sunshine' on the bottom.

I looked back at the one in my hand. I opened it, revealing a design of a moon surrounded by stars. the print read "Moon Glow". I swallowed and nodded at lover.

"Rep?" she asked. I looked back at her, again.

"Yeah?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. This is the last time I'd ever see her again.

"I'm gonna grow up, then i'm gonna come find you. We'll be best friends again, and act like we were never apart, okay?" She instructed. 

"Okay," I said.

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I closed the pendant and sighed. She hadn't found me, we were still so far apart. I shook the thought from my head and clipped the chain onto my neck. I wore this every day, just in case I'd see her again.

I pulled myself up and rummaged through my drawers, eventually settling on an oversized black hoodie, and pulling it over my sports bra. I grabbed some camo pants and threw those on too, along with a snake ring. 

That reminded me of my babies.

I walked over to their enclosures, remembering how I'd been handed them one day randomly by some teenage dude named Jack. He was now Mid's weed dealer.

I crouched down to King's rack, and smiled; a rare occurrence if done in public, but common when looking at my little baby children.

King slithered up to the glass, so I opened the top and put my hand down. He quickly boarded, slithering up my arm onto my shoulder, and pressing his head on my cheek like a cat. (Snakes don't do this i think but yk for cute story shit ig) I let out a chuckle and ran my index finger down his head and neck.

After playing with child #1 for a bit, I looked down at child #2; Karyn. Fast asleep, okay then.

I stood up and walked over to my door, bending down and grabbing my backpack and tossing the backpack over my shoulder as I exited.

I walked down the stairs, assessing my Living room.

Not too many beer bottles, which means they won't have too big of a hangover, so most likely I won't get hit this morning.

I saw my mother, cooking a poorly made egg on the stove. Her gaze flickered up at me, and she sighed, partly in anger I was born and partly in sadness that I was still alive. 

i'm also sad I'm still alive.

Anyways, she opened her mouth.

"Hey, little shit, hungry?" she asked sarcastically and angrily, knowing if i answered yes, she'd have to make something.

"No, thank you, mother." I lied. I definitely was fucking hungry, I hadn't eaten since a granola bar before the game yesterday, but she didn't need to know that. Nobody needed to know that. 

Jax knows, and it breaks him internally every time I do shit like this, but that's fine. I'm surviving, and maybe one day my parents wouldn't hate my existence, if I looked good as their daughter.

After saying goodbye to my mother, I left my house, and on timing, Jax's truck pulled up. I hopped In and greeted him.

"Hey," I said.

"What's good? You hungry?" he asked. He knew me all too well.

"Uh- Nah, No I'm good. Uh. Yeah." I said.

Real convincing, Reputation.

"Tation," He shot a warning glare at me before turning his eyes back to the road.

"No." I replied, shutting him down. If this was going to be an awkward car ride, so be it.

We pulled up at the school, and I rummaged through my backpack, pulling out my headphones and plugging them in. 

Another day in backup hell, yay.

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