It wasn't your first time here hiding, was it?

It wasn't the first time you run to Ghost, to his apartment, when your father started drinking all over again. He was getting worse, with every month, with every day.

How many times have you already wished that Ghost was your father?

He was always kind, caring, loving, unlike your father that was constantly yelling or raising his hand at you. Ghost never did that, he would never.

Ghost even made you a comfy room in his apartment and gave you spare Keys to his place, just so you could hide here.

Even when he was in his mid 30s, you always trusted him, trusted him with your whole life and heart. You saw him as your second, better father.

He always came to save you from harm, especially when a man was trying to touch you again. You ran away from there, calling for Ghost.

He came and took you home. He went to kitchen to make you tea to warm you up and you just grabbed his phone. That's when the notification came up, from a group chat. All you could do was stare blankly at the messages with his friends.

It wasn't long when Simon came back from the kitchen, the mud with hit tea, falling to the ground when he notues your expression and you holding his phone. All he could do is snatch his phone back and stare back at you.

All these months... crying in his arms, telling him your problems. Spending time with hime, going on walks, like a father and a child would do..

Only for him to use you. Did your tears excite him? Did he get off when you looked up at him like if he was your real father?

He tried to stop you when you got to the front door, and he did. After all, he still cared about you.

"Please, don't leave. It's dark and cold. Stay here, okay? I'll leave and even I'll leave my Keys here, just please, don't go out."