2 A mystery

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* your pov*

Run. That was all over your mind.
Your Father was drunk again. He all ways found a way to make your life hell. 'I can't deal with him any more'
You remember telling him you where leaving. He freaked, so you ran. 'my luck, I caught him and told him while he was drunk. Now I will never leave' You ran as quickly as possible up Mt Ebbot. You heard a loud yell."Y/N GET OVER HE- AHHHH!" You turned to see a skeleton with a paint brush stopping your Father. "Who the fuck are you?! Let me grab that bitch daughter." Your Father had a ugly voice. "No, I think you should piss off. She is just a girl." His voice was perfect. 'what am I thinking, I don't even know him.' By the time you were done talking to yourself your dad was gone. The only thing left, was that skeleton. He walked over to you and smiled. " Hi, I'm Ink. You?"
"Y-Y/n. Thank you for saving me, but I don't have a place of my own, I lived with my dad." Ink thought for a moment and said," You can stay with me."

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