How Was The Breakup?

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"DADDY! HELP!"

The girl's father stayed on his knees. He didn't fight the fact that his 4 year old daughter was being kidnapped. He accepted the bullet that went through his skull just moments after he said "I'm sorry" to the little girl. She cried loudly as the men took her away. She was taken from the last thing she had.

~17 years later~

The girl, who was now 21, sat in her normal black t-shirt and ripped jeans. Her black and purple hair and put in a bun and her eyes were slightly red from recently crying.

"Jack could you help me with these?" The girl nodded and stood to help with the groceries that her boyfriend got. Over the years she became a quiet girl that went by many names. But her real name was Morgan Ross.

She started unpacking the car while her boyfriend, Hale, put them away. After awhile they finished.

"What's wrong, Hale" Morgan seemed worried about him. He suddenly got awfully quiet.

"Nothing. I'm going to go lay down for a bit. You stay down here and don't fucking bother me" as he walked up stairs, Morgan mumbled.

"Bipolar dick head." She sighed and sat on the couch. After an hour or two of just gaming, she finally went upstairs to the bedroom. Hale was still awake and on his phone. He glared at her as she walked in. He sat up and sighed.

"Come sit down." She did she was told to and sat next to him. "As much as I absolutely love you, I fucking hate you. So I'm breaking up with you. Now pack your things. I want you out by midnight. I have a girl coming over to have sex with me." Morgan growled and got up.

"This is the fourth time this month that you've broke up with me, Hale. Can you stop being so goddamn bipolar!" He stood and grabbed her by the throat.

"Don't talk to me like that. If I wanted and attitude, I would've asked." He pushed her away. "Get your shit and leave." She quickly got what little clothing she had and walked out the door. She was tired of it. She didn't want to deal with him. But he would be back in a week just to swoon her back into his house. She walked down to a nearby hotel.

"Oh hey Jack. Guess you two are at it again huh?" Morgan nodded.

"Yep. Wait till next week. I'll tell him no this time." She got her wallet out.

"You don't have to pay. I'll pay for your room. And you say that every time." Daniel smiled.

"I know!" Morgan started crying. Daniel walked around the counter and gave her a hug. A man in the lobby watched and sighed.

"It's alright. What did he do this time?" Morgan wiped away her tears.

Dahvie's Pov

"I know!" The poor girl started crying. I couldn't help but feel bad for her. I watched as she went up to her room.

"Hey Dahvie can you come help me? My arms hurt." Casy, my girlfriend called out. I'm so tired of her whining all the time. If I could break up with her, I would. I mean I have a good reason. She cheats on me with some dude named Allen. Which honestly I don't care anymore. Whenever I try to break up with her it ends in drugs and sex, and then I wake up in her bed naked. Which sucks ass.

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