Pity party :-: g

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"Daddy?" Y/n called out to Grayson.

"Yes princess?" Grayson smiled down at her.

"Where is everybody?" She asked innocently.

Grayson frowned.

Grayson knew she didn't have many friends but being the kind person she is she invited everyone not knowing they all disliked her for she was a loser. She hadn't done anything to anyone but the fact that no one liked her more people started to hate her for the hate she got.

You get it?

"Uhhh, why don't you stay here and I go get the cake? Yea get the cake." Grayson patted himself on the back for the good plan.

Y/n nodded and Grayson kissed her head and smacked your ass before walking out leaving you in your birthday dress and hair neatly sat on her pink couch waiting patiently.

Y/n then puzzled it all together.

"Did my invitation disappear?
Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter
Tell me why the hell no one is here?
Tell me what to do to make it all feel better
Maybe it's a cruel joke on me.

Whatever

Whatever."

Y/n started to look around frantically pulling at her hair.

She started to lose it.

Out of frustration she grabbed a teddy bear and grabbed scissors her daddy hid and chopped it the teddy bears head off.

She started to play as a clown to try to entertain her stuffed animals she claims to be the people she invited.

"Look." She breathed out with a smile to scare people in an asylum.

She held out the balloon animal she made. When it stayed silent she started to grunt loudly and rip the ballon with her teeth and cried loudly.

"I don't fucking care. I don't fucking care. At all." She tried telling herself hoping to make it all feel better.

Y/n balled her fists and started to hit her head trying to relieve all the pressure in her brain. "Get out, get out, get out!" She panted and started to turn red from the frustration.

She started to cry so hard that her beautiful features started to swell and sore. She couldn't handle this. All her life she was left at a young age. Grayson was the one who found her on the street with nothing but a dollar in her pocket. He took her in and showed her love and appreciation, teaching her how it's ok to be lonely and left out. But to let the people help you.

Y/n's mascara started to run down her cheeks and the red hearts she made on the side of her eyes now dripping the red color. Her lipstick smudging from wiping the tears away. She grabbed all her stuffed animals and started ripping them apart and then throwing them in the fireplace and then stomping on them. She had to let all the anger out somehow.

She was panting and swearing lowly not daring to scream. She never raised her voice on anyone or over anything. It was pointless to her.

She looked over to the banner that said 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N WE LOVE YOU!'

"No one ever loved me."

She squeaked and them tore it down lighting it on fire watching it go up to flames and a wicked smile placed on her beautiful lips.

She grabbed the cupcakes Grayson and her made and threw hem all the floor and started punching them making them splatter all over the floor.

"I'm laughing, I'm crying.

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