Son.

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Warning! This has some triggers in it, such as abuse, depression, and suicide.

Tyler gave his wife a long, passionate kiss as she left for hunting. He stopped rubbing circles on her hand as she let go, pecking his neck for the last time for around 6 hours. '' aww.. are you leaving now..? '' Tyler said as he pouted like a child buttering up their parents. '' yes  mister pouty pa- ''  she was interrupted with another kiss. '' Tyler James.. '' she spoke as he finally let go, '' fineee.. '' he said exhaling. '' I will miss you, ''   Violet sighed, hugging him.
'' I will too, bye beautiful. '' Tyler said, letting her slip away and teleport off.

Tyler walked back inside to a smiling father. '' ah.. son.. '' Satan himself spoke. '' d-dad.. I, its early.. I thought y-you were coming later.. '' squeaked Tyler, '' I can come when I want you idiot '' his father spoke angered, the same anger he heard before being beat when he was a young lad. With a quick kick he was on the floor, everything a blur.

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