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It's now been almost a month since I was brought here, and I'm still not used to it; of course. All I did for the past month was stay in here, and only went outside to eat, then back in I go. Of course, I used the internet, since he's paying for it. I tried to sneak out a couple more times, but sadly, they all ended in fails.
"Oh, y/n~ Dinner's ready!" He called out to me.
"Coming," I said without any emotion.
I walked down the stairs slowly, since I don't want to see his face anytime soon.
I sat down at the table, and made sure it was farthest chair away from his.
"You're not gonna sit next to me again?"
"Of course not," I muttered under my breath.
He sighed, not wanting to bring up another argument, set my plate in front of me, and sat down at his spot.
We ate in silence, though he tried to make conversation with me, I always ignored him.
I finished eating, and ran back upstairs to my room, locking the door behind me. I walked to the bathroom and took a shower, then went to bed.
This was basically my everyday routine for almost a month.
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Returning To You (A Sequel to Two Tall People) DISCONTINUED!
Fanfiction(((DISCONTINUED!!!))) WARNING: THIS WAS WRITTEN BY A LITERAL 12 YEAR OLD (I'M 18 NOW). YOU W I L L SEE CRINGE, GRAMMATICAL AND SPELLING ERRORS, AND POORLY AGED PICTURES. NOT TO MENTION CHAPTERS WITH TRIGGER INDUCING TOPICS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ~He...
