Jester
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"I hate you." She hissed sitting on the rooftop her hands balled in fists her eyes stinging with tears as she stared up at the stars.
"I know..." He looked away dejected not serious never serious but sad. "Why cant I just be normal?! Why do you have to just- come in and fuck up my life! I was fine."
He clenched his jaw sitting beside her his long legs resting on the window seal of the next house.
"Because your my daughter. Because your Harleys daughter, because you are too perfect to be normal..." He traied off rubbing the back of his neck.
"Did you even care... when he took me away...when Acey was taken?"
She balled her skirt in her fist looking over at him.
"I cared- and still care more than you will ever know. Even if at first I was...... Hesitant with the subject of being a father... I love you and your brother- Your my-"
She cut him off jumping up from her seat on the rooftop.
"Yeah well now hes fucking dead! He's dead and I killed him."
He closed his eyes- her eyes and took a deep breath, He stood up and wraped his arms around the girl who had him wrapped around her finger from the day she was born.
"You didnt kill him... You'll always be my little Jester. You didnt kill your brother sweetheart."
slowly she began to spb wraping her arms around him as she screamed into his chest.
No matter how Lucy denined it she would always be her fathers daughter.
She would always be a Jester.
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