khalyla1

You were currently hitting your head against a wall while Lili was attempting to eat bamboo sticks, and your pet was ripping around the room with a stick in his mouth, dropping it every so often, picking it back up, then running again. You were originally trying to give a grammar lesson to Lili, since the teachers weren't helping her much. You could now see the problem. She had no intent on fixing her speech. It's almost like she did it on purpose. Her German accent mixed with her improper grammar and lazy word pronunciations really irked you though. You had to fix it. "Yo, rich tits," Lili called as she sat on the ground gnawing on a bambo

A week has officially passed since your first visit to see Ivan. You and your dad have seemed to have gotten closer since then. Right now you were in the room you referred to as 'murder murder' and was 'taking care' of a problem. "Why are you so stupid?!", you pressed the cold metal of the pistol against the head of the man you were taking care of. "Don't you know, Luciano always wins?" Since the man was blindfolded, along with being tied up, all he could do was listen to your voice in fear. You saw his blindfold getting wet. "Oh. You're up? Bout fucking time. I didn't want to kill you while you slept. That's no fun...Oh~! Keep crying! It's

Over the course of a week, you had the staff bring you a few things. You wanted a military jacket just like your dad's, a small red hat, and black boots. You also asked for contacts that would change your eye color to look like your dad's. "Don't you think the contacts are going a little too far?", your mom asked as you sat her on the sink as you got them. "Not really. I don't look much like him so changing my eye color to his is only a little thing to make it just a tad more obvious, you know? It's hard to think I'm not his daughter when we have the same...magenta colored eyes" "I guess..." You looked in the mirror as you placed the contac

"I don't get what you want to know", he shrugged. "Well, lets start with what he was doing when Francis blew your house" You moved your hands next to your cheeks and opened them both while mouthing the word 'boom'. "You should still watch that smart mouth of yours. I am your dad" "Sorry...But what happened?" "Does it really matter?" "Well I don't know. You haven't told me. It might. Was it really bad?" "Well it was just that he was with them" You scratched your head. "...With who?" "Francis and the others" You hopped off the couch. "What?! So he was helping them?! Why the hell was he even allowed back into this house?!" "Geez. Calm

The next day, you went to school as you usually would. You were much quieter than usual and being that you were the only student, your teacher took note of that. "Is something wrong, miss (name)?" "...Well...You know what happened last night?" She sighed a bit as she remembered then slowly nodded to you. "Yes. I'm glad you weren't hurt" "That's it though! I wasn't hurt and I thought I did good!...Was it bad or something?" "(name)...It's just that you worried us" "But I've been practicing with knives and switchblades and swiss army knives for years now! I'm eight! I'm smart! I can handle myself!", you huffed then crossed your arms. She c

Once everyone was getting comfortable, you got to knowing the two new people. You liked them already. "So you're my goddaddy?" "That's right~!", the blonde stated. "Cool!", you hug his leg. It's nice to meet you!" "Aww! This little cutie is worth getting a couple wrinkles in my clothes!", he clapped but pushed your off of him by your forehead. "But seriously. I just bought these pants" "Oh ok", you went off to the dining room table then got comfortable in your seat before facing your cupcake. You missed having your daddy's cupcakes. You looked over to him and he was watching you wide-eyed, waiting for you to eat. You took a bite. "They ta