The Girl Aria (A Stray Kids Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

It has been almost a year since my parents got a divorce. To be honest, I always kind of saw it coming, even when I was little. My dad had always been a lazy drunkard, but it didn't help that my mother was a cruel and harsh person. She got mad at him everyday, until finally they decided to split up. My mom wanted to move far away from him so she would never have to see him again. She forced me to come along with her. Now we live in Seoul, South Korea, and it's been the hardest change I have ever experienced. Mom is trying to learn Korean, but she never bothers to even let me learn as well. In fact, she doesn't even send me to school. I have been partially educated, enough to get through in life. After all, I went to school up till eighth grade, so I consider myself well taught. It's been really hard for both me and mom. Her temper has gotten worse as the days pass by, and I am never let outside of the dorm.

"Aria!" My mother screamed at me from across the room, waking me up abruptly. I hung my head and shuffled over to her. I stood in front of her but couldn't bring myself to meet her gaze. My stomach twisted and I tugged at my hair. Hard. It was a nervous habit I needed to stop. "How many freaking times do I have to tell you to not to sleep in?!" She yelled at me. She was only a few inches away from me, yet I could still not get myself to look at her. She grabbed my chin harshly and lifted it up so I would be forced to look at her. Her ice blue eyes were shooting daggers at me, and I could tell she was really mad. I couldn't control my anger either though.

"Why do you always have to freak out over ever cruddy thing I do?" I shot back. I instantly knew that those words were not the right ones to choose. She brought up her hand and slapped me sharply. My head snapped to the side, but I quickly turned it again to face her.

"Don't ever talk back to me like that." She growled, grabbing the top part of my hair and forcing me to the ground. I was pinned there by her strength. I tried to squirm and move out of the way, but i could not. She slapped me again which threw me fully down to the ground. I heard her strut away to the door. I saw her slip on her heels and grab her purse. She walked out of the dorm and slammed the door behind her. I pushed myself off the floorboards and rose to my feet. I straightened my shirt and brushed myself off. Strangely enough I felt tears forming. I shook my head violently and told myself to cut it out before i really hurt myself. I hated crying.

But even through all of this, I still had a dream. Just like everyone else does. I love singing. I want to preform in front of people. I could sing for hours when mother is not around. I had gotten quite good at it over these past few years. It helped to take my mind off of things, and it made me feel free. I started to hum softly as I went to go sit the windowsill. I saw my mother on the street walking off into the distance. I hugged my knees to my chest and watched the passer-byes. I smiled slightly when I saw a mother and father with their son laughing and giggling with each other. I had never had a family like that, and it made me feel jealous almost. I shook of that feeling and continued to sing. I closed my eyes and felt myself sway to the song I was singing.

10 hours later........

Mother still wasn't back yet. She either was out with friends or studying Korean with her personal tutor. I sighed as I looked up at the now-nighttime sky. This wasn't unusual, for mother to come back late. She did this nearly everyday. I had gotten used to it by now.

The snow falling outside caught my attention. It was January already, so that meant we were deep into the winter season. How long had it been since I had felt the cold and snow? One, maybe two years? It doesn't matter, I still missed it anyways. I heard the heater come on and watched as the snow piled on the city ground. I continued to sing, feeling my spirit lift as I did so. I suddenly had a thought. Maybe, just maybe I could convince my mom to have me audition for some singing thing. Then I shook my head and came back to reality. One, that meant I would have to learn Korean, which she would never let me do, and two, she doesn't even know I sing and I doubt she would ever approve of something like that. I sighed deeply and rested the side of my head against the window. Maybe one day I would get the chance to accomplish my dream.

Just maybe one day.......

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- Geek Girl