Nine; Hueningkai

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Tw: Usage of Strong language



"Honey let's go upstairs-"

He pushed her away harshly.

I knelt beside her.

"Mother are you alright?"

A tinge of pain grew on my back.

"Where were you all these nights?"

I clenched my fists. "That isn't your business."

Another hit.

"Oh then were you sleeping in some man's arms, dear son?"

My eyes widened, I turned back to look right at him.

Mother spoke up then. "Please stop it, he is a child! How can you say that?!"

He gave a sickly smile.

"You should consider asking that to your faggot son."

I was boiling with anger.

I don't know how this happened.

My hand swung and slapped him hard on the cheek.

"Do not talk to my mom like that, you bastard.

His rageful eyes looked at me. "How dare you?!"

"Oh no no NO!" A vase hit my head with great force.

Thud.

"HYUKA!"

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