It's Far from Over- S.K x Reader fiction

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Kusuo sat in the bushes that separated the neighbors house from the Sadashi's.

Kusuo couldn't believe it. Her father was actually a lunatic. He should have done something. Stupid!

Angry, he looked sadly up at Aika's bedroom window, and saw her sad face in the window, he saw her realize he was looking, and smiled.

She smiled a painful smile.
Kusuo made a more noticeable frown.

'I'll cya at school.'

Aika nodded from the window, and Kusuo teleported away.

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Aika watched Kusuo teleported away, and she slid back down the wall.

She hugged her knees tight, looking around her dark room.

She got up and changed out of her now ruined clothes. She put on a sweater and sweatpants.

She laid down on her bed, curled up in a ball. She wondered about why her father was like this.

She sat up after a couple minutes, becoming quite curious about her thoughts.

She sat up, placing her feet on her cold floor, opening her bedroom door a crack, listening for her father.

There was silence, she looked around the house, seeing he wasn't there. He was probably out drinking, which Aika hated due to the way he was drunk.

He always thinks every girl is waiting to fuck him when he's heavily drunk, and Aika didn't like it, because all that got put onto her.

Thank god she was still a virgin.

She went into the upstairs hallway, grabbing the string to bring down the stairs to the attic.

The stairs slowly came down, creating an entrance to the cold dark attic. She gulped loudly, climbing up the cheap stairs to the dark attic.

In the attic, Aika scanned for a light switch of some sort. In the end, she found a string, and pulling, the light bulb flickered on.

There was boxes upon boxes. It was dusty and felt gloomy.

Aika walked cautiously towards a box, the floorboards creaked beneath her. She opened the box, and inside was old pictures, still black and white.

She took one picture and looked at it, it was two people, possibly a couple, staring at the camera, frowning.

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After a while, Aika heard a car engine. Running, she looked down out of the small window in the attic.

"Shoot!"

Aika grabbed the box she had been looking in, and ran down the foldable stairs, pushing the stairs up, and ran into her room while shutting the door.

She hid the box under her bed.

She laid down on her bed, sighing, staring up at the ceiling.

"Aika!! Get down here and clean my laundry!!"

Staring at the ceiling, she just let out a long sigh.

Please help Mom.

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