Tourette's || KuroKen

chapter 24 - uncalled for guest

TW: heavy cussing; violence; blood

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She was released about three years earlier than what she was sentenced to. She had no where to go, scrounging money on the streets to stay in a dirty, greasy, bug-infested motel. That was the only thing she could afford at that moment. Her face was constantly dirty, her hair in a mess, becoming matted. That was until she found a man, he was slowly warming up to her. She used him for his money, as that money came from the drugs he supplied for multiple people.

Her life slowly evolved after meeting that man, her clothes were better. She took showers he provided at his condo she had now moved in to. She became a different person, constantly high or wasted, mourning over her 'horrible' life; thinking she had not done anything wrong to the past people in her life.

When a couple months past, she had gotten a notification that her ex-husband was now deceased. She did not care, she in fact laughed. Laughing how he deserved everything, how he was a 'bitch who only used her for sex.'

She was wrong, he had still loved her even after the mortifying deeds she had done to their child. Nothing could stop love.

But her plan was to see her son again. She did not care about his well-being, give a crap about his life. She wanted more money, as she was pregnant.

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She had arrived in a small car, it was dirty inside and out. The oil had not been changed for some time, which made the engine sound like it was going to blow up at any time.

She hopped out of the car, her hand bag on her forearm and her other arm holding it on her stomach. The small heels clacked as she walked up to the door. The lady groaned and rung the door bell, tapping her shoe on the concrete.

"Taking so long? The hell is wrong with this boy's manners?" She mumbled to herself, groaning from her tired legs.

A boy with a dark brownish-black hair opened the door. His eyes were a type of yellow and with large eye bags hanging from them. The lady raised her eyebrow, she cleared her throat.

"Hello? Is there anything you need?"

"Does Tetsurōu live here?"

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"Mother.." Kuroo dropped his fork, he felt like the hash browns were going to come back up to make mashed potatoes. "What are— Pinch! — you doing here?"

His mother made a disgusted face, disappointed he still had tics. "Oh sweety, you still have those twitches don't you? What a nuisance they are."

Kuroo had chills, "How are you-you out of ja-il?"

"Oh baby! They knew what I did to you was nothing horrible! I love you anyways!" She gave a sincere face and started to walk towards her son.

Kuroo stood up quickly, giving her a side eye. "Don't fucking say you love me!"

The lady gasped, "How dare you speak to your mother like that!"

"You're not my damn mother." He stated bluntly.

The lady looked at him like she had gotten hurt. A wash of angry fell over her face, she gritted her teeth, about to say something before another voice spoke.

"Don't get butthurt from the truth lady." Kenma laughed. He leaned against the wall with his hand holding the back of his head. "And thanks for slamming my head into the wall."

"You little bitch," She sneered, walking away from Kuroo and towards Kenma. She stood in front of Kenma, staring into his cold eyes. "Go fuck yourself." She said as she took her hand and smacked in across his face.