Soobin POV
It was Saturday and later on, the sleepover was gonna start. 'This a good time to be able to talk to Yeonjun' I was excited. I was getting some blankets and pillows out. I placed them over the floor in my room.
My room was very spacey so there was enough room for everyone. Me and someone else could sleep on the bed and the other three on the floor.
It was 5:30 pm right now and I was excited. 'Everything has to be perfect' I've been to a few sleepovers so nothing was really new just a new pair of friends was the only difference.
'What should I do now?' Everything was set and ready. I was standing in the middle of the room. And then I looked out the window. 'Oh I know' I climbed out of the window onto a tree to the roof. I breathed in the fresh air.
"Much better" I told myself. I looked up at the sky. It was still a bit blue. The clouds are in indescribable shapes. White and puffy, like cotton candy. 'I love it' it was a beautiful sighting.
But it somewhat reminded me of Yeonjun. It felt like him. Free, sweet, calm the feeling of the sky was a bliss. I stuck my hands out, matching them with the warm wind. I took a deep breath and let it out.
'I wish the freedom feeling never stopped' with mom around, I felt like a trap. A bird in a cage with nowhere to escape. But now the bird can fly speeding its beautiful wings into the world. But soon to be caught and brought back to this cage stuck for a long time. Wanting to feel the bliss and freedom it once did. Over and over again.
I came up here to read a lot or get my mind off things. 'It's so pretty out here' I thought. I could see the carnival from here. Just the Ferris wheel to be exact. The seats were colored in pink and blue.
'I wonder what it's like up there' I could imagine myself up there. A nice sunset on the seat looking at the beautiful colors turn darker and darker. Letting all troubles be gone and done with.
'I just want dad back' he isn't dead. But he travels a lot. I barely get to see him. He and mom are divorced but once a few times he's gone to visit me but they'd always end up fighting.
Dad was better. He was accepting, not so strict, happy, and just overall a caring father. The things my mom wasn't. I wanted him to take care of me not mom. 'If only he knew' my mom had deleted his number from my phone and since I was young I didn't remember it.
"Is with bird ever gonna leave its cage?" I asked myself wondering. 'How would that even happen? Dad would need to come back, and I'd need proof and then court would happen and my dad could win custody like he was supposed too' from then on I decided to take pictures of any injury.
'I should do it now. Before they get here' I came back now and entered the window. I took my phone out and went into the bathroom. I was a bit shaky. 'Deep Breaths Soobin' I took off my shirt and bandages and took a photo of my back and arms.
I was nervous. What if it doesn't work. What if she wins again and after abuses me all over again? My hands were shaking a ton. 'It's ok, calm down its ok Soobin, don't worry everything will be ok' i look at the now unwrapped wounds.
"I need to clean the again" I told myself. After quickly doing that I put on my shirt and sweater over it. I went into my bed and started to slightly sing a song.
"I wonder if I'm being real
Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?
I wonder, wouldn't it be nice
To live inside a world that isn't black and white?
I wonder what it's like to be my friends
Hope that they don't think I'll forget about them
I wonder
I wonder"
Singing felt a bit relatable but too who was I saying it to? I didn't have feelings for anyone and I don't I would anytime soon. It was a confusing but forgetting feeling.
"Right before I close my eyes
The only thing that's on my mind
Been dreamin' that you feel it too
I wonder what it's like to be loved by you
Yeah
I wonder what it's like
I wonder what it's like to be loved by"
Saying the part made me blush a bit. Loved by who? I couldn't possibly be fond of a certain someone. It wasn't Yeonjun... was it? He's the only person who I had bonded to closer than anyone. But he was slowly drifting apart.
Was it loneliness? I was caught up in my thoughts and the door rang. 'They're here' I got up and ran to the door.
"HEY BUNNY BOY!!!"
"Hey guys"
End
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