Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide____________________________________________
Nick1's Parents Home Before He Was Born
Third Person POV:
Mr. Matthews looked at his wife. "Priscilla, Could you not wear such tight clothing?" Priscilla chuckled at her husband. "You don't want anyone to know that I'm pregnant Daren? Would it ruin a reputation?" she quickly changed into something less tight and walked over to him and fixed his tie. "Dearest, it doesn't bother me that they know you're pregnant. I don't want anyone to look at my wife improperly." She nodded and grabbed her purse and they walked to the door. "This is a business dinner. Don't look for any clients tonight. Awkward encounters are not something I want to deal with Priscilla. We already had one slip up." He looked at her stomach and shook his head.
Two hours later Priscilla was pushed against the wall of a bathroom. The door was locked and one of her husband's colleagues was pushing himself against her. He pulled away and handed her a wad of cash. "7000 dollars right?" She nodded. "And not a word said to my husband."
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Nick was in the orphanage, and four years old. Someone wanted to take him out for the day to see if he was worthy of adoption. This usually didn't happen so the person must have had money. Ms. Ramirez put his coat on him and he was taken out by the man. They went to the park and the man asked him all sorts of questions. Nick jumped when he saw a gun sitting in its holster on the man's hip. The man brought his hand to the gun and pulled it out. "Your 'father' really doesn't like you." he made air quotes around the word father. "I suppose it makes sense. You don't look like him. I actually met your mother through her services. Huh... Guess she wasn't always careful." The gun was pointed at Nick and he ran as fast as he could. Soon enough he was back at the orphanage as he had run into a police officer.
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Random"You can't believe that YOU are broken. You aren't broken, the system is." I really couldn't believe that. I was broken, not my tracker, not the system. Me.