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when you see the "~~" symbols, play the song above!
this is a long chapter, so hold on to your tits 😍
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"MOM! PLEASE!!" Y/n grabbed onto her mother's wrist, digging her heels into the concrete to stop them. "I don't want to go!!!"
"SHUT IT." Her mom yelled, turning around and kneeling in front of her daughter. She held y/n by the shoulders with a tight grip, anger infused in her eyes. "We're already here. So stop crying! This is your chance to be useful! Do you really wanna be a worthless piece of shit!?" She hissed, shaking y/n vigorously.
Y/n sniffled, her lips quivering. As she stared at her mom through her tears, she couldn't see a hint of pity inside her green eyes. She was not regretting what she was doing. Not one bit. "...Mom?"
"What now!?"
"...Do you love me?"
Her mother choked, her eyes going wide. The single question alone had left her at a loss of words. Her grip on y/n's shoulders had loosened, her thoughtlessly staring into the young child's sad eyes.
Y/n's father exited the car, shutting the passenger door. He walked towards his kid and wife, looking at them through his dirty glasses. "...What's with the racket?"
