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August 29, 2018

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"Sky!"

Nothing.

"Sky, I swear to God, if you make me come in there. You wouldn't like it, your bus is going to be here anytime soon" she yells standing in front of his door

She is about to open the door when it opens and she is met with a still sleepy Sky. "what the hell? You're not dressed for school?? " Raelyn asks shocked

"Yeah"

" Its Thursday, Why are you not dressed?"

"Cause there's no school today. I told you that we got a break, didn't I? " he says a small glare on his face

"You did? " she asks unsure. He wouldn't lie about this, would he?

"Yes, yes I did. But you wouldn't remember cause you're always busy doing other things " he says crossing his arms over his chest

"Sky! " she exclaims

"What? Isn't it true? You never have time for me. It's always work, work, work" he says glaring at her

"That work, work, work pays for the food you eat, the house you stay in and the clothes you wear. So I don't want to hear you say another rubbish again, understand? " she says, suddenly irritated and annoyed.

Somewhere deep down, she knew she wasn't really angry with him. She was angry at the truth of his words that stung her every single day like a persistent bee.

"Maybe I don't want your food or your clothes. You can take it all, I don't want your stupid money" he says and before both of them realise it, her palm connects to his face.

Her lips part open as she redraws her hand immediately. He looks up at her with tear filled eyes that held anger and hurt and without a word, he walks back into his room and slams the door shut.

"Oh God... "

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"You hit him? " Damon asks over the phone

"Yes I hit him. I didn't mean to, but I did" Raelyn says sitting down on one of the boxes that lay on the floor

"Did you apologize? " he asks and she frowns

"No, I didn't apologize. Why should I? He was the one blabbering away" she says, tucking her hair behind her ear

"He's just 11, he's meant to blabber away. That's why you're the adult, you should be the mature one" he says and her frown only increases

"I just knew you were going to say this. You know what? Lemme call you later, I really don't want to talk right now " she says and without letting him put in a word, she hangs up

She stands up and puts her phone in her pants pocket, taking off her jacket and placing it on the chair that sat at the far end of the room.

She opens the box she had been sitting on and her eyes widen at the amount of papers that filled it. she had to go through every single one of them before Monday and here she was with five different boxes, filled to the brim with white sheets of papers, filled with words. Tiny, tiny, words.

A sigh escaped her lips as she bent down and picked up the box, taking it to her paper filled table. She sat down on her chair, taking the papers out and placing them on the table.

"I might just die while doing this " she murmurs to herself, setting the box down on the floor

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A knock comes on the door making Raelyn's eyes snap open. She raises her head from the table, rubbing her eyes to clear it.

She must have fallen asleep while looking through the papers. The knock comes again and she sits up straight and clears her throat

"Come in" she says and the door opens. Her Co worker, Sapphire, walks in with two men she wasn't familiar with.

"They want to see you" sapphire says simply before walking out the office and shutting the door behind her

"You're Miss McClain Raelyn, right? " the first man asks and she nod slowly, unsure of what was happening and what the men wanted.

"Yeah, why?" she asks, standing up from the chair

"Mr Zimmermann would like to see you" they say and a frown graces her face

"Mr what? " she asks, a brow raised

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