Pure of a Slice

Chapter 1: Pepper

"Oh yeah?! Well I got no fucking life because of you! I grew up here for 18 years! 18 fucking years! What's your point in checking me out?! I don't need you! I never did..." Those words spilled out my mouth as I shouted at the 'man' so called my dad in front of me. From what you can tell , yes I'm an orphan before this guy came . I've lived in St' Oklahoma's orphanage for quite a while. Who am I kidding? 18 fucking parentless years in the orphanage isn't ' quite a while'.

"Listen Paprika. Let's figure this out nice and smoothly alright? " he said calmly.

" The name's Pepper ,alright old man? And you call yourself my father? Bullshit. " I said, Guess he doesn't know his fucking daughters name huh?

" Pepper. Right, sorry . I know I haven't been the father ... A parent who has been fulfilling to his children . I'm sorry honey. When I say I'm sorry I mean it . Please? " He's got tears forming in the brims of his eyes. I've never seen a man so eager on such thing.

"Give me some time to think." I left him hanging with those words and left the building. I don't know where I'm headed too, but right know I just need some time to think. I found a bench just near the sidewalk and sat down. The cold breeze carresed my already cold cheeks as I sat down quietly.

What should I do? I barely know the man . Why is he so eager in taking me back? And children? What does he mean by that? Am I not the only one?

So many thoughts racing in my head? I fished for the blade sitting in the pocket of my sweater, and as the thoughts raced in my mind I started to cut. Little beads of blood forming from the scar I made.

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That's enough for now. I put the blade back in my pocket and stood up as I've come up with a decision.

I started to walk back to the orphanage.