Stepping Out Of The Spotlight (Ticci Toby x reader)

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I lie on the docks waiting to see him; i want to apologize in person... I guess? I just want to see him. And his cute floppy hair...

"Starlight come in. It's past curfew." Paul yells.

I place leaves over the gift before walking to Paul. With my new knowledge burning in my eyes.

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"W-what?" I stutter grabbing his hand

"Nothing... just forget it (Y/N)..." Liam looks away ashamed.

"You only ever called me champ or my name... never Sis... why? Why now?" I look at him desperate. I've never known much about my past.

"Fine... but... don't tell Paul. He'll kill me." He scratches the back of his neck.

"Yes I won't tell. I never will...!" I pull his arm like a small child.

"We are siblings (Y/N)... you are my younger sister... biological siblings..." he whispers pulling me close.

"What?" A gasp leaves my lips.

"Momma could hardly make enough money to care for me and Daddy left months before you were born... so momma... she put you up for adoption... I'm sorry (Y/N)... I was only 5 I didn't know what was happening.... I wish she didn't. But I found you... and I'm not letting you go. Momma wanted me to tell you;;; she sadly passed last year. But she recognized your face in the magazines and TV. She was so proud of you..." Liams tears drip onto my back, I hold onto him tightly.

"I- I believe you Liam.... I always will. Thank you..." I weakly force out.

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"Are you ok Starlight?" Paul asks caressing my body and pushing my hair off my shoulders.

"I'm fine. Just Tired." I smile.

"Well tomorrow is the last day of filming then. You'll be free for the month. Don't think you'll get rid of me during that time. I'm not letting your mistakes go that you've made these past months." Paul grabs next to my chest and squeezes tightly, my knees buckle at the pain.

"Yes sir." I force out holding my chest tightly.

"Nuh uh uh~ after tomorrow say goodbye to your Amy and Liam- it'll just be you and Daddy again~" Paul forces my head up to look at his face, drool dripping out of his mouth, his nails digging into my skin.

"Yes Daddy..." I spit out trying to make it sound kind and soft. I don't need my punishment to be worse than it already will be.