chapter 18

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sophie's pov

"how old are you?" I asked. she seems like excited. hmm. she was like squealing earlier.

"im twenty" she smiled to vic like he asked it.

so in total... she was...a twelve year-old girl who is addicted with their music that time. that's incredibly cool.

"are you his, girlfriend, oh no. his wife?"

I chuckled. a twenty-seven woman like me would marry a man older than him like ten years? well I would if he is johnny depp.

"seriously?" I laughed. " no weren't, were just neighbors. he just want to help me with my goods." I can feel vic's irritated aura of what I say.

"ah. wow. youre really nice to other people vic. I can marry a man like you even im only twenty!!"

thats not even legal for your mom gurl. is that even legal?

"haha! you should find your true partner in life not choosing a man like me." vic said. no man. you want to be a pedo!

"anyways..." she twisted her pasta and glued her eyes on it. "I was expecting a man like you vic."

ugh. this isnt a good situation I should fit in. so cheesy like oh my god. hmmp.

"no Catherine---"

"call me cath."

"oh. kay. cath, you should--"

I stood up and cant even resist the conversation. "excuse me, gotta go in the cr.  I smiled and left. I can see her stare over mine. yeah, thank me later.

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flash back

"haven't I told you to stop crying over those bullshits!!!" mom yelled at the table. I gulped my tears down my throat and keep the pain. "your dad will never come back!! and I dont have a shit to spill my time on those programs you have in your school!  got it?!" mom is drunk. I could tell it with her eyes swollen.

I nod and quickly ran away in my room. a seven year old kid shouldnt cry over with this problem. I should keep it in me. I wont cry. I wont cry.

I wont cry.

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