Jeongguk pov

I was running I don't know where I'm running to but im running.

Just to get as far away from my foster parents I hate them so much.

Why did I have to go into foster care did my actual parents not love me.

Was I to much of a pain.

Was I to annoying.

Or did they die.

I quickly shut down all of my thought process and just kept running.

I have been running that much that my feet hurt.

Why did it not put shoes on.

I'm so cold.

Why did I not put on proper clothes.

Fucking winter.

I soon stop outside of an unknown park.

How far did I run.

Why do all of the houses look so fancy.

How many fences did I jump.

Oh shit I'm in the rich side of the neighbour hood.

I shouldn't be here.

I need to go 'home'

I don't wanna.

I dont wanna get abused anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

Why is it so hard to breathe.

Is it because I have be running so much.

I wish people actually loved me.

Because if people loved me I would not have to run like this.

But I need to keep running.

But I can't.

My feet hurt and I'm freezing.

I just need to keep running.

So thats what im gonna do I'm just gonna keep running.

I just kept running until I stopped.

And fell on the floor.

"What the fuck kid" I heat some on say so I look up and see a man dressed in some what fancy clothes with another man also dressed in fancy clothes.

"I-I'm sorry" I said as I stood up.

"You know you look like you don't belong here" he said as he looked me up and down.

Shit.

"I-I know that I-I ran a-away from my f-foster parents" I said and they both gave me this dirty look like I was some price of dirt that just wont go away.

"Ok and? You still shouldn't be here and you know it also you look a bit young to be running away how old are you?" He asked.

"I'm f-fifteen" I said and he nodded.

"Look we are taking you home you can't be here" the man said again.

No.

I can't.

"No!" I yelled and they both looked at me quite irritated with me.

"Why the fuck not hmm!" The man said raising his voice a bit.

"I-I can't go home I-I don't w-wanna get a-abused anymore" I said.

"Ok and we don't care" the man said.

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