Chapter 4

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I was there. Sitting at the same cold slippery table, pressing the same stress ball and having myself be caught by the breeze and the liquids all over me as the sirens came over and covered my whole body.

"Ma'am, Please open the door or we'll be forced to" I continued to swing my legs as it hangs from the kitchen table while I continue to grasp my stress ball. Staring at the door—thinking of nothing. Nothing but my Daddy's beautiful body.

I don't want any more daddy. I've had enough, I'm done being passed to the other and other and other.

"Ma'am! We will be forced to come inside if you won't open this!" I stopped swinging. I stared into him. I stared deeper. As the clenching of the wood started to echo around the room.

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Two

They started breaking the door. Finding their footsteps' way onto me. Their heavy boots made no clear sound to the carpet which surprised me that they came in all directions.

I guess I surprised them better.

They were all pointing their guns at me, one at 12o'clock, two at 3 o'clock, three at 9o'clock. I can see their legs as it weakens their guts because of the flies that had surrounded our naked bodies.

"Over, Sir, I found Mister Mauckintosh's dead body" The man at 12o'clock clicked on his petty walkie talkie leaning onto his side. Taking gestures as if they were trying to bring the body out quietly.

As expected of Daddy. He had all the money to cover what he did to me.

"Over, Bravo, cover Mister Mauckintosh properly and get him into the car. Is it confirmed?" Confirmed? I gazed into him with my drowsy and heavy eyes that dried out of tears. I stopped gasping onto the stress ball of mine. As soon as it made a sound onto the floor everyone startled and took a grasp to their weapons a little bit tighter.

"Sir, W-what's that si-ir?" A pair of eye ball with its tendon rolled out the floor up to their shoes. I could no longer speak. I can feel my tongue rolls back to its place. "We had worse." As that man rolls his eyes all over me. I had stared at him. I stared with nothingness.

"Confirmed sir, no one's here except his adopted girl. It seemed that she k-killed h-him." The man signed his way to his subordinates' mind. He mouthed "Cover that body" He turned to my side as he mouthed it and walked towards me. The man clothed me with his heavy weighted clothe and went through my arm caressing me after he gripped my arms a little. He went back and stared at me, we stared at each other.

His smile. It's starting to form the way as daddy's.

They had successfully covered him into a black bag. Including his eye but some of his tendon still stayed with me onto my hands.

He had put the metal that's restricting my hands from moving on its own and carried me all the way to his mobile as the color of the sirens continued to cover my little body.

I do not know where would I find myself after this.

What did I do? Daddy? I love you Daddy.

I couldn't cry nor look at their eyes properly. As I turn to the window the world seemed a little bit better in dark. All I can hear is their mumble as they started to decrease our speed.

"Don't you wanna know why Mister Mauckintosh----" I leaned forward the seat as the brakes threw me away from my seat. I can see they had parked us near the woods. I could no longer hear their conversation because they went outside the car. Leaving their windows half open. I can see that they are arguing basing on their aggressive hand gestures.

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