Where do I know you from?

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Third Person POV: 

Aaron cheered as the clock struck one; the bartender left his post, only to notice a man looking about 60, sitting in his car. Aaron took out his keys and unlocked his car. The man looked guilty about something, but Aaron couldn't recall ever seeing this man come into the bar. Aaron thought the man looked familiar but he didn't know from where. He felt bad though, so he walked up and knocked on the man's window.

"Excuse me, sir, is something wrong?" Aaron asked. The man slowly started to cry. Silently. Seeming to feel very bad.

"I- just- I told my daughter something I regret." the man said as he took a deep breath.

"Well, is there anything I can do for you?" Aaron asked. 

"I don't believe so. Unless you can make her not hate me. But even I would hate myself if I heard someone say that to me." the man seemed to have done something very bad. 

Suddenly Aaron knew who the man reminded him of. And it made his stomach sink down to his feet. "Sir, could you possibly be related to a certain, Idina?" 

"Yes." stammered the man, wracking his brain to think why this boy would know that. 

Suddenly Aaron ran. He wasn't ready to face that part of his past yet. That one night he would never forget...

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A/N: sorry, not sorry! I'm already working on the update though. yay! sorry im slow and its short but i blame my teacher for giving me a stupid research paper. Please comment and vote! Luv ya!

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