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"Mimi! Mimi!" She said, tugging in her elder brother's light-gray jacket.
"Go away, brat. I'm waiting on the crybaby to take him to school."
"Stop scaring Cabie!"
"Listen, he's getting bullied by someone other then me, and I don't like that."
"What did you do with Michael?"
"Elizabeth. Only me, Luke, Lilith, and Hazel are aloud to bully the crybaby."
"Oh. Anyways, do you-?" Before the ginger could finish, Michael had her mouth covered.
"I don't care what you're asking. If it's about Father, shut up."
With that, the hand was lifted, and Elizabeth was quiet.
A few minutes later, Caleb comes into the room and gets picked up by Michael. Elizabeth goes over to her father's office area and pits the paper on the desk before sprinting out to the bus.
× POV CHANGE - WILLIAM ×
He hears a rattling sound, and looks over.
It's a drawing from the youngest twin, Elizabeth, of the family.
It's all stick figures, and it doesn't look good.
"Ugh. I wish I didn't have children," he mumbled.
Lara had divorced him and given him custody of the 3 kids, but he hated them.
I'm just gonna go work on Circus Baby.