Famous in the Wronged

Hotel

Mom's pov:

The ride was slow but we eventually made it to a crowed hotel. Even thought the windows to the vehicle the flashes of the camera's and screaming of 'fans' gave me a headache. "Hey mom, forgive me if I do something rash out there." Y/n said to me. I only opened the door and helped her out with Mr. Ishii following us. The way in was cleared for us but the people jumped and grabbed at Y/n. Someone grabbed at her arm, another grabbed her bag, another grabbed her shirt. I desperately shoved them off her making some people fall.

"Ms. L/n what do you have to say about the villains!" I felt my heart start to race. I could tell her throat tightened, she looked like she wanted to cry and she probably was going too. "L/n is better than those loser!" "They should die!" She pushed the camera out of her face. "Shut the hell up!" I have no idea what I was doing. My daughter stood there with anger in her eyes and I had no idea how I could help her. I feel useless. "The hell is your problem? They already got they're damn punishment! And get that fucking camera out of my face!" Her face said everything, she wants cry, no, she wants to run away. "They are monsters!" "They are fucking human! Go be in that situation and tell me you won't be scared! Yeah it was their job but it's fucking over now!" "But they hurt you! They're monsters!" "ME! They hurt me so fuck off! The only monsters are you." She shoved threw the crowd finally making it into the empty lobby. I ran after her, as fast as I could, I tried so hard to get to her.

But I was to late again. I hugged her as she sobbed horrifically on the ground. Again I couldn't get to her in time. Again she went through something on her own and all I could do was watch. "Shhh, I'm here love." Mr. Ishii looked at me with such a sorrowful look. He looked like he just watched a war. Maybe that's because he did. Y/n got her hard-headedness from her father but she got her softness from me. I guess it carried onto her when she was younger. I always felt like I was too late, after we took her away from my parents we always tried so hard to be there. It went to the point where we would go days without sleep to stay caught up in work.

During those times it seemed like she always knew, no matter how hard we tried to hide it she always looked at us with those knowing eyes. "I will get your room key." Mr. Ishii's voice was soft as he spoke. He was a parent, I could tell. He gives Y/n the same look me and D/n (dad's name) gave her whenever she fell off her bike and scraped her knee, or when she didn't get an A on a test. It's the same look of feeling completely useless as we watch our child grow up faster than we could ever imagine. Y/n could always read people, she got that from me and yet whenever it came to her, I could never do it. It could be a mothers instinct that tells me not to or maybe it's just all the emotions you can get from her that throws me off.

I pulled her up from the ground and wrapped my arm around her. I got our stuff and followed Mr. Ishii to our room. He opened the door to reveal D/n standing in the mini hall. "Dad?" I felt myself tearing up as he came up and hugged us. "My sweet girls." "I figured you should have all the support you deserve. I am truly sorry this is how you must start your first night here." Mr. Ishii put the keys to the room on a nearby stand and closed the door.