𝐾𝑖𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 (𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 17)

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"Kids forever" they said, they were wrong. Today was my 13 birthday meaning I would become a teenager. Did I hate my birthday? Yes, why? I was 6 when I started to hate it, in fact as a 6 year old I loved my birthday. My brother would bring over the gang and we would have cake that Billy's mom made for me. But that year my father was home for my birthday...

*Flash back* *No ones POV*
As a 6 year old Y/n loved her birthday, she never got presents but she never knew or wanted them. She jumped out of her bed running to her closet and picking an outfit. Eyeball came into her room and wished her a happy birthday before walking out to go get the gang. It was like a tradition for the gang, ever since Eyeball first asked them to come over because she didn't have any friends at the time.

Y/n loved having the gang over for her birthday, little did she know her father was home... "Y/N GET ME ANOTHER BEER!" Her father shouted, her heart shattered. This wasn't his first year forgetting her birthday in fact the only time he remembered was when she was 4. She sighed and got her dad another beer. "What the fuck are you looking depressed about?!" Mr. Y/l/n shouted, he was probably too drunk to remember his own daughter was mute. She walked back into her room.

Eyeball must have known his father was home because he never got back that night, that meant Y/n got his beating and just for not answering her father earlier she got it even worst.
*End of flash back* *Y/n's POV*

"Happy birthday Y/n!" Eyeball said poking his head in my room. "Stop mentioning my birthday I hate it" I mumbled not looking up from my essay. "It was one year!" Eyeball said opening the door fully. "One year that a 6 year old won't forget because she got beat by her own father on her birthday which he forgot about!" I shouted slamming the door on Eyeballs face. The guys knew to never bring up my birthday as it was a sensitive topic for me. "When will he forget about my birthday like my dad..." I muttered getting back to my essay.

"Happy birthday-" Billy tried to say before I cut him off. "Stop saying that! I hate my birthday!" I shout closing the door again but this time I slid down it, locking it. "Y/n! Get down here!" Ace screamed but I stayed put. "I SWEAR TO GOD ILL COME UP THERE" Ace screamed once again but I didn't move a muscle. "I'm going to knock this door down!" Ace screamed trying to open the door with the knob. "Go away" I mumbled letting a few tears slip. "Come on Y/n just let us in" Charlie said knocking on the door. "Leave me alone" I said once again. "I'm knocking this door down Y/n" Ace said kicking the door.

Once I heard him kick it the first time I moved away from the door and hid in my closet. The second kick I could hear because I heard my door fly open and hit my wall. "Y/n!" Billy screamed as they all entered the door. My window was closed so they knew I didn't go out it. "Im gonna fucking find you" Ace said looking around my room. "Y/n please just come out" Eyeball begged. Ace opened the door to my closet to see me sitting on the floor crying my eyes out with my hand covering my mouth trying to make no sound come out of me. "Y/n..." Ace said kneeling down to me.

*Flash back* (No ones POV)
Y/n was on the floor almost passed out, her father kneeled down to her and smiled. "That brother of yours would have stayed home if he loved you enough" the dad said as the 6 year old cried her lungs out. "Get outta my sight" the father spit and the little girl got up slowly and painfully. She walked all the way to her room crying. 'He doesn't love me does he?' She thought to herself crying more and more. That day Y/n Y/l/n had finally lost her innocences that was left, after she had been beat on her birthday.

*End of flash back* (Y/n's POV)
"Go away" I mumbled standing up wiping my tears away. "Y/n it's alright to cry but we're celebrating your birthday weather you like it or not" Ace said picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. "Put me down!" I shouted trying to get out of Ace's grip.

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