2 Chapter 1

Narrator's POV;

(Warning)

Though I don't know how to write a bloodied scene more bloodily, in one part here's a kind of bloodied scene that can be kinda a trauma for some readers.

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"Dady, is the cake ready?" A little girl asked her dad excitedly as she jumped up and down entirely in the kitchen.

"Yes, dear." Her dad said as he took out the cake from the oven. He gave a satisfied smile seeing the beautiful cake. The aroma of the cake filled the whole house. The little girl took a deep breath, filling all her lungs with the aroma of her dads-made cake. She jumped excitedly and went into the kitchen to set the table. Her dad slightly smiled looking at his daughter's ecstatic state.

"Daddy, when will  dad come home?" She asked her dad while helping him to set the plate.

"He will be here in an hour" He looked at the time, and thought for a while. He set the dishes and kept the cake in the middle of the table.

"Ugh, an hour to wait." She complained as if an hour was 1 year to her.

"Ephi, you should learn to have patience, you know." Her dad said looking at his daughter who was fake whining and looked like about to cry. He sighed and gave her chocolate to stop her drama.

His daughter, at the sight of chocolate, jumped and seized it without the slightest of being impatient.

"Dady, the last thing I don't want to do is to have patience." She said while savoring every bit of chocolate and pouting cutely not looking at her dad.

Her dad didn't say anything, knowing his daughter won't change even if he said the same things hundreds of times.

The little girl looked at the clock from time to time and slightly glanced at the door waiting for someone to come bursting out of it. But sadly nobody came. Every second was like a minute to her. She looked impatient, waiting for her dad. 'Did he forget my birthday?' a sudden thought came to her. She pouted angrily. 

 "Are you fine Ephi?" Her dad, seeing her sulky face, asked her with a concerned look.

"Dady, did dad forget that today is my birthday?" She said and unknowingly glanced at the door. If someone had counted, it would have already been her 13th time glancing at the door.

"No baby, how could he forget it. Maybe he's in the store buying your present?" Her dad said looking worried as it was too late for his husband to be not at home yet. It was already 9:30 PM.

"Hmph, I forgive him if that's the case." She said and was slightly angry at the thought of her dad being late for her birthday, which never had happened. Though she was happy, thinking about her dad's present which was always cool every time he gave her.

She hadn't had any friends as she did self-study, her daddy teaching her. She always wanted to go and venture into the world, but her dad didn't allow her. She never knew the real reason.

Her parents were both gay and she was born from her dad's ex-wife who was a bitch, so knowing his wife will throw her in street, he took his daughter, divorced his wife, found his soulmate who was gay, and amazingly found that he was gay too so, he married and had a happy life with his soulmate and raised his spoiled daughter. End of her story.

Now back to the topic, as an only child of gay couples, she didn't mind them being gay, but she was always vexed at the thought of her being the third wheel in the house. Whenever they got chances they always shamelessly kissed each other and by coincidence or to tease their daughter she always saw them kissing each other. Which was more unacceptable to her. How can they shamelessly do things like that? In front of their one and only daughter? Not to mention the crazy sound she heard at night that is still audible when her room is far at the end of the house, which makes her so mad that she wants to brag in their room and throw $1000 and tell them to get a room in the hotel so as not to disturb her princess sleep. But sadly, she can't do that because she doesn't have that much courage to brag in the middle of their session and also doesn't have that much money to throw at them. If she had she would have already left the house for good, rented a hotel room, and spent her night there. Her parent's shameless behavior was also one of the main reasons for her wanting to be independent though she doesn't hate her parents for doing that. But there were still 12 more painful years for her to endure and finally see the world. And for her having patience was the last thing she wanted to do.

(But who knew she would be granted a chance to be independent without no one questioning her.)

After waiting for 1000 yrs which was obviously for her, they hear the sound of a car driving near to their house but it suits saying a mansion more than a house as it was isolated between the middle of forests which looked like divided by a road from their house...no mansion to the main road, which explains of course that they were super-rich. But that doesn't stop them from having only two security guards who were far away from the mansion, at the main entrance gate which was located on the main road. They had not recruited any maids and servants or even butlers in their mansions and it was tough for them to clean the huge mansion by themselves. Even so, her dad, out of the mind or too greedy for his dear money, says, of course with his infamous smirk, "Cleaning the house is a good start for you to be independent in your near future, so you should clean it just by yourself." Now she regrets saying to her dads that she wants to be independent after she turns 18yrs old.

After waiting for 1000 yrs, which was of course for her, they hear a sound of a car driving near to their house which was more like a mansion and it was located in the middle of the forest. The forest was divided by road from their house to the main gate, which was located at the main road.

The little girl was excited and went to the window expecting her dad out of the car, her daddy smiled at her daughter and went down to greet his husband. But instantly their smiles froze.