I'm here (Tsukkiyama) Part 1

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QUOTE OF THE DAY = !Be proud of who you are, and not ashamed of how someone else sees you!


POV: Tsukki

I hear the door slam shut. Then a loud scream of a woman's voice. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I run up the stairs as fast as I can, throwing my things carelessly into the corner. My heart is pounding as I enter my parents' bedroom. Again... Again my mother is lying on the floor, curled up and pressing herself against the wall. My father above her, beating her with a dull object. Again and again he repeats this, while my mother begs him for mercy. Full of rage, my lip begins to quiver and my hands form into a fist. But at the same time I am terrified of him, for my mother and for myself. Nevertheless, I stand in front of my mother without hesitation. Protectively, I raise my arms above my head and say in an emotionless voice, "Stop it and leave her alone." However, she ignores and pushes me aside. With a dull thud, I hit my head on the ground and suddenly the black swallows me...


Holy shit. My head is throbbing and everything around me is spinning like crazy. After a few minutes, in which I first had to collect myself to process what had happened, the throbbing becomes less. The sun had already set, making the room seem very dark. As I look around, my eyes linger on the bedside clock, which already reads 5:48. Great. Exactly 12 minutes until I already have to make my way to school. A sigh escapes my throat. I pick myself up and trot with dragging steps into the kitchen.

Once there, I find a bright yellow Post-It note on the kitchen counter, "Good morning Tsukkishima. Your father won't be coming home again after yesterday's thing. I've had it with you. This all happened because of you, and that's why I moved out, too. You can keep the house and your father's credit card. Don't you dare come to see me or contact me. Mother" Fuck. Reading those words hurt like hell, even though I should be used to it. But my mother always acted so nice to me. Tears come to my eyes. However, before they can roll down, I wipe them away with the back of my hand. I take a few deep breaths in and out. I go to the refrigerator and grab an orange juice, hurry to my school bag and run with quick steps to school.


Hellow my tortelinis<3 

I am infinitely sorry that I have not uploaded anything for half an eternity. But surprise! I'm working on a new book right now. I don't want to give much away yet, but the book will be called Worlds Word. I am very curious how the new story will develop. However, the firm publication date is not yet fixed. 

Your petite Juniper 



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