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❝ 𝘮𝘳. 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴 ❞
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"you're lucky, issei matsukawa. you're out on bail"
"who is it?" issei asks while standing up to walk out of the holding cell. "i don't know, some girl and a kid" the officer tells him.
"y/n?" issei mumbled, to himself, confused.
issei grabs his belongings from the officer and then proceeds to leave. when he gets outside, he doesn't see y/n- or kyo.
"long time no see, mattsun" issei hears. "not this crazy bitch again" he groans out before looking over into the parking lot. "the fuck are you doing here, amaya?" issei asks while looking at the girl and then glancing over at the child that was holding her hand.
"that doesn't sound like a thank you, to me. i mean, i'm the whole reason you're out" amaya speaks. "did i fucking ask you to come down here? the fuck do you want from me?" issei asks her. "i want you to take care of your daughter, mattsun"
"that's not my kid" issei speaks while shaking his head and turning away from the two. "then who's her daddy, mattsun?" she asks him. "not me, the fuck? how about you ask the other three guys you slept with. hell, you barely slept with me" he responds while walking away.
"so you're just gonna walk away from your child, huh?"
"nah, i'm walking away from someone else's child. stop tryna pin somebody else's seed on me. we both know, i'm not crazy enough to nut in you, or any of the other crazy bitches who tried to pin a child on me. fuck outta here" issei speaks before pulling his phone out of his pocket.
"this isn't the last time you'll hear from me, mattsun!" amaya shouts out. "stop calling me that" issei mumbles as he bring his phone to his ear. it rang for a while before he hears anything.
"-nice of you to finally give us a call, issei matsukawa"
"who the fuck is this?" issei asks while furrowing his eyebrows. "-y/n and the kid are fine, she's really beautiful y'know? you really bagged one sexy bitch. she was a stripper right? maybe she'll-"
"she's not doing shit for you-" issei starts. "y'know what? it sounds like she's waking up, she put up a real fight when she got here- almost earned herself another black eye. with that being said, i've gotta go"
"-son of a bitch"
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