Old Habits

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Two Days Later

I sat in the living room while Mark and the other where recording a video. They all offered to let me join so I wouldn't have to sit out here alone. I would have, but I feel like I'd just get in the way. A sigh slipped past my lips.
'Tyler told me that today we were going to get my things from dad's house...'

I thought silently. To be honest, I was scared. I mean it did help that they would be there with me, I just didn't want them to get hurt. It'd be my fau- "Hey, lil bit, what's wrong?" Tyler said, walking in as he eyed me. I jumped slightly and stood up. "I'm sorry!" Panic spread through me. I looked at the ground and I closed my eyes tightly. Tyler gave a worried face.

"Why are you sorry, you were just spacing out."

He moved closer and put his hand on my shoulder. Fear surged through me and I flinched, tears starting to form as I shook. A few memories of my father slapping me hard for spacing out and not hearing when he called me. His drunken grin, and...the smell make me sick but, I could never do anything. I'm weak. "(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" I broke from the horrid dream and looked up. Tyler saw me crying and sucked in air angrily. He pulled me closer and held me. The first time someone held me. "I swear," I heard him mumble in a deep voice "No one should hurt someone so frail...so innocent, I'll kill him." I felt my cheek heat up, I started to cry again.

But for once I was happy.

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