you had came back home crying, you hated school, it was like hell needing to survive all those bullies, recently 007n7 had decided to sign you up for a school because you’d usually stay in the house which got boring, you expected school to be fun and maybe even make new friends, wrong. Lots of people made fun of you, nobody ever wanted to play with you, just hurt you physically, now and then you came home crying everyday, you tried telling the teachers but they just shrugged it off and told you to mature up and defend yourself, but you couldn’t. 007n7 had enough of seeing you come home crying and looking bruised, so he decided to call the school, furious, he then started to shout in the phone.

“TELL ME WHY THE HELL MY CHILD IS COMING HOME FROM SCHOOL ALL CRIPPLED? YOURE THE HOMEROOM TEACHER WHERE ARE YOU LOOKING ANYWAY?!! YOU- NO, NO YOU LISTEN TO ME!!”

it seemed weird and sad seeing your father really, but just really furious, you had never seen him like this, before he continued his shouting.

“THEYRE ALL 8 YEARS OLD ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!! DONT- DONT SHUT ME UP! I WILL SAY AS MUCH AS I WANT BECAUSE I HAVE THE RIGHT TOO IT!!”

you then went up to your room and sat in the corner, silently crying, you wished this never happened.

“AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TREAT YOUR CHILDREN SO DAMN CARELESSLY! YOUR A PERSON TOO! WHO SHOULDNT BE AFRAID TO TURN TO, BUT IT TURNS OUT THE EXACT OPPOSITE!!”

as 007n7 continued his rant and complains and shouting, he soon slammed the phone down, and yelled in frustration, before taking a few breathes and heading up to your room, all calm but concerned now, he entered your room to find you crying again.. a pang of worry and pain hit his chest, he hated seeing you cry, before he walked over and kneeled to your height, before speaking gently, his voice filled with worry and concern.

“hey, calm down.. it’s alright I’m here..”

he pulled you into a tight, comfortable, comfy, and warm hug, which managed to stop your crying.