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The morning sun seeped into Omarion's room through the window and the morning breeze flapped the curtains in excitement dancing to the tune of the breeze.

Omarion groaned on his bed trying his best to pry his eyes open as he stretched his body lazily on the bed.

After opening his eyes he reached for his phone to check what the time says and he hissed seeing it was already 8 in the morning.

"Is it another beginning of a shitty day," Omarion hissed and he tried to get out of the bed but the sound of laughter coming from outside the garden stopped him.

"They are laughing so hard this early morning when they have been tormenting their son," Omarion scoffed, hearing his parent's chattering voice outside and he sighs remembering how they have made the past days horrible for him.

It has been a week since the incident happened, a week of his parents putting a tight leash on him.

A week of a close watch from his father, a week of report of his movement to his mother, a week of strenuous activ