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62: Damien?
"Dean, who is at the door!?" Mystique's loud voice came from the inside.
"Daddy?!" The young child passed with uncertainty but when the man outside his doorstep lifted his head and gazed into his eyes that bared so much familiarity, Little Dean's heartbeat fastly beneath his chest and he slammed the door shut.
Mystique came out from the kitchen with a towel wiping her hands clean to find her son standing there with his back pressed against the door, his hand clenched tightly on his chest while he stared blankly as if he had just encountered a ghost outside his doorstep.
"Dean, what is it, who is at the door?" Mystique asked worriedly seeing her son's actions as she advanced.
"He's at the door!" The young boy muttered to himself.
"Who is at door?" Mystique grilled again as she was now standing in front of him.
"Daddy" The boy revealed in a whisper and Mystique
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The first thing Mystique witnessed while walking into the club with her friend Bell, was the full blast of music, loud enough to deafen her sensitive ears. Now, Mystique remembered why she hated clubbing. First was the loud music, the second was the crowd, drunken people grinding against each other, the smell of alcohol, vomit, and sweat. Mystique clearly remembered the last time she went to a club, she was nearly drugged. If it hadn't been for that stranger that helped her that night, only the heavens knew what would have happened to her. She would have been raped or worse, killed in a dark ally. She also remembered who dragged her to the club and left her all alone and drugged. A shiver ran down her spine as she thought of that cruel person. Mystique was just the average girl, she wasn't tall, wasn't s
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Mystique groaned as the morning sun pierced her eyes through the curtains, making it difficult to sleep peacefully. Turning on her side, she put the covers over her bare shoulders as a wandering smile took over her features. She couldn't remember the last time she slept this undisturbed with no nightmares. Deciding that she wasn't gonna sleep any longer, Mystique turned again, facing the ceiling as she slowly fluttered her eyes opened, only to come face to face with unfamiliarity. She stared blankly at the white ceiling as she tried to process what just happened but only succeed in inviting a headache as a painful moan left her mouth. She slowly sat upright, bringing a hand up to massage her pounding temple. Suddenly, her orbs went wide as flashbacks of the previous night's events came rushing back to her head. With a panic gasp, she held the bedsheets higher to her naked chest, her back hitting the bedstand as another painful groan came
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