˗ˏˋ someday soon ⇀ d. z. ˎˊ˗

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slight TW: mention of beating (kind of abuse)


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        I slid to the ground, drawing both of my knees towards my chest while leaning to the door. My vision became blurry as the tears started welling in my eyes.

        Why?

        I hit my bedroom door again and again. A tear escaped from my red orbs, slowly falling to my cheeks. Once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream.

        Why do you have to control my life and my life decisions? Why do you have to force me to do anything you want? I'm tired of all your lies. I'm tired of all your fake apologies. I just want a time where you would listen to my opinions.

        Ever since I moved in with you again, you treated me the same as before. I hate how you constantly beat me up physically and mentally, say sorry afterward—then repeat. Stop! Stop, please. Stop controlling me.

        I gripped my sea-green hair tightly, unwilling to let go.

        I'm frustrated with my life, the life that others deemed perfect. I just want to end this living nightmare. Nobody would care; nobody would even know, not even the Victories or BC SOL. I'm just a useless, pathetic loser. I'm just a guy with a cold-hearted façade.

        The only thing that prevents me is fear. I'm scared, scared that when I leave, somebody will need me; that somebody will miss my presence. But that won't happen, though.

        I forcefully wiped my running tears from my face. A bitter smile plastered my face, and a sigh escaped my lips.

        Someday, I'll conquer my fear. Someday, I'll leave you guys' lives. Someday.


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I'M REALLY SORRY,, the last few days have been very stressful </3

guess who that person d. z. is referring to

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