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*one week later*
Monica POV

I groan as I wake up, I've became used to everything in the house and even have some pictures and apps on my phone, also daddy's number of course. I check the time

11:34.  crap
Daddy doesn't like it when I sleep in that late.

"morning daddy"

"morning princess"

"sorry I slept into late."

"it's ok, do you want to do something?"

" no I think I'm gonna go sing a bit"

"alright babygirl, have fun!"

"thanks daddy, would you wanna hear when I'm done?"

"sure, off you go!" he says cheekily

----when she's singing
The sound - the 1975
jet black heart -5sos
sweater weather - the neighbourhood
victorious- panic! at the disco
(pick the song you want her to sing or whatever she's gonna prob pick a different one from you)

"I'll go with jet black heart, I guess.." I say to myself


"everybody's got their demons, even wide awake or dreaming, I'm the one that ends up leaving make it ok.

see a war I wanna fight it, see a match I wanna strike it, every fire I've ignited  faded to grey.

but now that I'm broken,  now that you know it, caught up in a moment, can you see inside?

cause I've got a jet black  heart.

and there's a hurricane underneath it tryna keep us apart.
I write with a poison pen.

But these chemicals moving between us are the reason to start again.

now I'm holding on for dear life, there's no way that we can rewind,maybe there's noting after midnight that could make you stay.

but now that I'm broken, now that you know it
caught up in a moment can you see inside?

cause I've got a jet black heart and there's a hurricane under neath it tryna keep us apart

I wrote with a poison pen
but the chemicals moving between are the reasons to start again

the blood in my veins are made up of mistakes

let's forget who we are and dive  into the dark

as we burst into colors we turn into life

cause I've gotta jet black heart

and there's a hurricane underneath it tryna keep us apart

I wrote with a poison pen
but these chemicals moving between us are the reasons to start again.

to start again "

"that was amazing babygirl"

"thank you daddy, I really like singing"

"your also very good."

" thank you daddy I'm gonna go to school"

"your gonna be late."

" daddy there was a late start." I chuckle

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