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𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ¹⁵

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⚠️SUICIDE MENTIONS⚠️

Terushima's P.O.V

As hours passed, I finally arrived at my destination. Pulling into the old driveway, I turn off the car. Looking up, I smile as I look at the old house. I used to come here often as a child back when my mother actually cared for me.

She stopped focusing on me when I got older, letting herself get consumed with her alcohol addiction.

I remembered the last day I saw here very well...

I was 13 at the time, letting myself get lost on the television playing in front of me. I was minding my own business until I heard the sound of glass breaking over and over again. I thought I'd just ignore it since it wasn't the first time that it happened.

Until I heard the window from my mother's room being opened, that was. Curious, I pushed myself up from the couch. Climbing the stairs, I pushed open her door slightly, peeking inside.

I watched as her greasy hair flowed softly in the wind. Her stained clothes swayed back and forth too. She was standing over the safety bar that was supposed to protect you from falling.

She whispered some words, until her whispers became shouts. Lines of curses fell from her lips...

Until time seemed to have slowed down in front of me. I watched as she let herself fall to the ground.

Everything felt as if it were playing in slow motion.

I didn't think she'd die, we were on the second floor of the house. Yet when I ran over to the window peering over to her...

"Mother! Are you ok-!"

She was covered with her own blood, it was pooling all around her, and fast.

Rushing to call the ambulance, they asked me what happened so I told them. In the end they said she died because of broken beer bottles that were shattered on the ground underneath her.

I remembered that bitter feeling on my tongue as my face turned to a scowl, you never really were a strong mother, were you? Always putting my own life in danger.

Shouldn't you as my mother have been the one to shelter me from harm? Shouldn't have let me see you in such a sad and broken state? Shouldn't you have tried harder for me? You should have kept the door locked, shouldn't have let me hear those sounds at the dead of night when you thought I was sleeping. How could I even sleep well? You were so unpredictable.

I couldn't even resent you for it though, in the end you fell into your own pathetic excuses.

Don't worry though! I'll live for both of us! You'll be proud you'll see!