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Omniscient POV⇠⇢

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Omniscient POV
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"Mhmm right there baby!"

" Yea bae who pussy this is?"

"Yours babe unh, you deep bae!"

A confused young Kirby stood at the door that belonged-to her mother and father. At the impressionable age of ten she was quite shocked. And the sounds that were being produced from the room well, the door might as well have been opened.

Having just returned home with her mother from the mall she was a little confused that her dad had company over. Let alone hurting them like that. What had they exactly done to hurt him.

Nonetheless, she knocked on the door in a panicked manner.  Which earned her ears immediate sounds of distress and ruffling....whispers that idly sounded like shouting as well. Only to reveal her dad in a white tee-shirt with jogging pants moments later. She couldn't help but notice the beads of sweat that accompanied his face too.

"Daddy what's wrong! I heard fighting. Why are you fighting?"

"Listen princess, I'll tell you later but I know mommy is downstairs and I need you to go to her and tell her th-"

He looked up hearing a creak in the stairs but the newly manicured hand at the edge of the banister gave it away. " Tell me what Keith?"

The hallway was very dim so it was extremely creepy to hear her but not see her. And now thinking about it seeing her was even more off putting...

Emerging from the dark a tear stained face was welcomed into the shallow light of the hallway. A murderous mug was worn as well, with slight betrayal hidden slightly in her tone.

"Joey it's not what it looks like baby I swear."

"Move out the way so I can. go. in."

Seeing as his efforts would be worthless he simply moved out the way to save an unneeded scene.

"Ohhh, it's the bitch from her school. Are you serious...like this is what we doing?" The abrasive tone bleeding from her lips. And in five dreadful minutes, the life Kirby grew to love was gone.



𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿...



𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗯𝘆'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
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Warm heat from the sun kissed my face as I leaned against the car window waiting for our arrival home... My new home.

I snapped my rubber band on my wrist as I anxiously recalled the events from last night with Pax. His words still weighed heavily in my head.

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