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Daemyn finished unpacking, when his phone rang again. He decided to answer, but he would quickly say something and hang up. "Daemyn! Before you hang up, I wanted to say hello and ask how you are doing," the destinct sound of his father's voice echoed through the phone. "What do you want, old man?" "I want you to come back, Daemyn. I miss you and I promise not to hurt you anymore." Daemyn rolled his eyes as his father said that, knowing it was a lie. "Both you and I know that is a lie, old man. I want nothing to do with you," Daemyn said quickly, trying to work up the nerve and hang up. "Daemyn Christopher Laidon! I am your father and you very well better listen to me! You know how much you breaking you mother's ..." his father started before Daemyn cut him off and hung up his phone.

"I can't beleve that basterd has the nerve to keep calling me and ordering me around." Daemyn said. He looked down at his phone and suddenly, he had enough. He threw his phone as hard as possible against the door, shattering the phone. Tears streamed down his face before he could stop them. He threw himself on his bed and waited for someone to yell at him for making so much noise.