Chapter 1: Why?

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3 years later

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3 years later

"Big brother!" I called as I wondered through the halls looking for a certain boy. 

"What are you doing out here? Your supposed to be in your room," A voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw a tall boy with red hair and tan skin. 

"Owen!" I jumped up and hugged him. 

"You still haven't answered my question," He said catching me in his arms and kissing my forehead. 

"I was looking for you, come play with me," I said. 

"I'm sorry, I can't, dad said I need to do my homework, then I have to go to soccer practice and a taekwondo competition," he said with a hint of sadness. 

"Then I can help you with homework!" I said cheerfully. 

"Your only three what would you know?" He asked jokingly. I started to tear up, I really wanted to play with Owen, but dad is so mean to him. Dad even said I can't be around him. I then started crying hysterically. 

"What the hell are you doing with my child!" I heard my mommy yell. 

"Owen Won't play with me," I sobbed out. Mommy stomped over to me and yanked me out of Owen's arms. I looked up at my mommy and then Owen, he was already walking to his room.

"Insolent brat," Mommy said, "Are you OK, did he hurt you?" I shook my head. 

"Good, listen sweetie, you aren't allowed to play with him." She said sternly, "You have me and your daddy."

I never understood why mommy and daddy treat Owen like that, I wish could help him.

Little did sweet, young Y/N know, Owen was planning something more sinister than her pretty small head could ever think of...


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