chapter three

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i remember seeing her walking down the street to her house. once she reaches the front porch. she stops dead in her tracks.

her father throws a punch at her face causing her to fall to the ground. "bitch" he muttered, walking inside their house.

she stays the same. waiting for her father's view to dissapear. once it does, she bursts into tears.

she must've felt my stare, for she turned to look at my direction. she catches my gaze, making her quickly wipe her tears off and stand up. she looks back at me one more time, before smiling. with that she walks inside.

that's when i realized, she did give a fuck. but she wanted people to think she didn't.

fake bitch.

she was always affected.

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