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    "He's an asshole! I fucking hate him so much!" My mother let me scream and cry as much as I needed to in her arms, her hand lightly stroking my hair and she cradled me and rocked me back and forth like a fragile child.
    "How can his mother be so sweet, and he be so him?" I questioned gesturing to my mother's friend who sat silent and still except for the occasional rub on the back.
    "Boys are boys. I know that's a terrible excuse that people use to justify men creating chaos but there is truth to it. No matter the upbringing children always go their own way and boys are even more difficult with their life choices. Most boys make bad decisions their entire lives and very few never make any and in the middle is the boys who only make a few bad decisions but actually grow from it and become something better." My mother cooed as she wiped my tears away.
    "Did dad ever make bad decisions?" She snickered at my question.
    "He made quite a few actually. He cheated twice. The first time I was stupid and believed it wouldn't happen again. The second time he found out that no matter how much I loved him he could still lose me. He straightened up after that, but we still had quite a few arguments during our time." I smiled a bit thinking about how happy her and my dad were together.
    "My husband was one to never stop making bad decisions. When I left, I believed he was genuinely heart broken and made every attempt to win back my heart, but I was too busy raising Yoongi and before I knew it, I had moved on." Mi-Sun gave me a soft smile and seeing it broke my heart. Yoongi has her smile. I could feel the tears forming again and I tried to hold them back, I wasn't one to break down like this.
    "He did something unbelievably stupid. As his mother I'm incredibly disappointed in him and he knows that because he keeps ignoring my phone calls so I can't yell at him." Mi-Sun shows me her call log of 37 missed outgoing calls to Yoongi and I can't help but giggle a bit. So, he knows he's in deep shit?
    "The point though is that you will get your heartbroken. Many many times too. Whether it be by one person or multiple people and you, will break other hearts too. That's just how life works. But in the end only you have control over yourself and what you do afterwards. You can grow from it or let it tear you down, but the Bora I raised never lets anything, especially not some dumb boy, no offense Mi-Sun-
    "Oh, none taken I admit he is an idiot."
    "She never lets some idiot boy make her feel so small." I smile as my mom tilts my head up and kisses my forehead tenderly.
    "C'est la vie."
    "You speak french Bora?" Mi-Sun asks stunned.
    "A little bit. Some of my father's family is from France, so I picked up most of the language visiting them so much. Same with English." I beam with my head held high.
    "Well, we have to visit France sometime together. I have many sights I would love to show you. I go on business there quite often!" We all three giggle together. I'm happy I made the decision to visit. We sit in comfortable silence for a little while before my mother speaks up.
    "La vie est belle" Mi-Sun and I hum in agreement smiling and content.

    I haul my suitcase hurriedly into Yuris house.
    "Oh my god! Alex! I thought you were dead or something! Why didn't you tell me you were leaving for two weeks? Why didn't you call me or one of the boys?!" Yuri spews crushing me in a bear hug and knocking the wind out me. I pat her head and hug her back.
    "I love you too Yuri. I'm fine I just needed a break from Seoul for a bit." She smiles at me, and I swear I see tears in her eyes.
    "Good thing your mother texted me or I would have sent out a search party for you! But I'm glad you feel better. I know BamBam is too because he really needs you tonight, some of the customers have been a little rude since you haven't been at the club. They've really taken a liking to you and your voice."
    "Why do you think I was rushing inside?! I have to hurry!" I rush off to my room looking for some comfortable clothes to wear since all of my "club" clothes are in my dressing room. Some sweats and a spaghetti strap crop top will be fine, I always change at the club anyways.
Yuri and I rush into her car and she pulls off quickly onto the already darkened streets.

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