Sequel to The Family I Hate.
COMPLETE ✅
You gotta read that book first or this will make no sense.
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"You're alive...." he whispered, his eyes holding unshed tears and sadness.
"Yes I am." I coldly say and...
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As soon as I get home, I put Rowan to bed and go to my room, which is sound proof and contains my piano.
I sat down on the bench and started playing Moonlight Sonata (3rd movement.) (A/n the video above is for those who don't know that piece. Istg that piece has such anger in it.)
My fingers literally fly over the keys as I loose myself in my anger. I play with such rage and force that the whole piano is shaking.
When I finally stop, I put my head in my hands and shakily inhale.
"My my, little flower, what made you this angry?" My grandfather asked with a concerned look on his face.
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I noticed how everything was very quiet when I got home. Usually, my granddaughter would be running around after Jason to kick his ass or maybe laughing and playing with Rowan. But it's very quiet right now.
Something is very wrong.
"HEY JASON WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I yelled.
The dude literally came outta nowhere.
"Yes Carl?" He looked at me questioningly, popping a red skittle in his mouth.
"Where's everyone?" I asked him, still looking around.
