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Four Hours earlier .. ..

Cyn Pov

I stormed inside of the house with a big chip on my shoulder

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I stormed inside of the house with a big chip on my shoulder. It was one thing to blow up my phone but another to rush.

"Hey honey-

"What was the emergency!?" I cut her off and crossed my arms. "I had to leave my meeting, an ultimate deal scheme, what can possi-

"You're aunt been killed." She said, chopping up some carrots and cabbage. "It was all over the news yesterday morning."

"Sorry ma .." I tried to comfort her but she declined quickly. "Ma don't shut me-

"Damn!" She slammed her fist into the counter. "You know! Your father haven't been home for two days. Prancing around with that whore."

"Ma!" I groaned. "He may not be wit-

"Bullshit!" She snapped her fingers and the t.v. came on. Pictures popped up on the flat screen of Pops and Renee.

"Hm, way to go! Sabotaging our legacy while I greive on my own." She held her tears from falling. "Son-of-a-bitch!"

I hung my head low.

Disappointed.

"What about the charity event this evening, care to call if off." I asked hoping she'll agree since she was in no shape to attend.

"I can not." She shook her head."Its too late to cancel an event. The press would eat that up all too quickly."

"So what you go-

"I want you to fill-in for me Cynthia." She uttered, turning on the stove. "I already called your Uncle who would ass-

"Mom!!" I screeched. "I have plans that does not involve being coupe up in a snobby place with people I don't even know."

She rose an eyebrow.

"You're going!" She said. "Its already settled and I would not go back on my words just to please you Cynthia."

"Mom, I'm grown." I raised my voice with so much sass. "I'm no longer interested in being pushed around. I'm not going!"

She cut her eyes at me.

-•

Present

I sat there at a round table, waiting for father to arrive. Boys' have passed by either staring or glancing at my boobs.

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