°•Unholy•°

fuck it.

"Jisung! Your alarm went off!" Jisungs mother yells from inside the bathroom.

Jisung sighs and grabs his phone looking at the time, it was 12:30 which ment it was torture time or as his mom liked to put it 'self building' time.

He grabbed his journal that was on his desk and began writing, this idea came from his father who said he should start writing his thoughts on paper so he wouldn't have to hold anything in, at first, Jisung thought it was a good even great idea, but after a while he realized they only made him do it so they could control his life and know whats going on 24/7.

He made a habit to tell lies on the journal never write the truth, that's just the way it was even if he didn't like it.

After he finsihed his daily entry (that mainly consisted on how great school was and how he loves his family) he rushed into his closet, planning something as soon as he layed his eyes on an outfit he had just bought for himself and hid from his parents, the outift was a pair of black thigh highs, a cute black skirt, thick platforms, a black beret and a black t-shirt that had something random spelt out, in all honesty he knew he looked like he was about to go to a funeral but he also knew how much the guys hes meeting would love to see it.

He stuffed the outfit into his bag for safe keeping until he left then walked down the stairs,

"I have to go somewhere!" Jisung hollered in his fathers direction,

His father smiled,

"Where are you going?"

Jisung hesitated trying to think of somewhere believable,

"Im doing some church services a while away from here!" He yelled back.

"Good job son, have a fun time!"

Jisung held back laughter, somehow his father believes that shitty lie and he couldn't be more amused. He hopped in his car and started the engine, as he pulled out he turnt on spotify and blasted his favourite playlist making sure it was only clean songs until he was far enough from his house.

After about a 30 minute drive he pulled into his friends driveway, through the window he could see empty beer bottles and people sleeping at different places on the floor, he sighed.

Jisung got out of his car shutting the door behind him, as he did his friend bolted out the door tears streaming down his face Jisung instantly grew worried,

"Sungie! Do you see my house?! Its a mess what am I gonna do! My parents will be here in like 2 fucking hours!" The boy yelled his tears dripping down his face.

Jisung laughed,

"Maybe stop throwing parties Felix." Felix frowned,

"Your the one who told me to throw it!" Jisung shrugged,

"Whatever, want me to help pick up or not? I have someone whos willing to pay me waiting, if you dont hurry your ass up im going to go get my fucking money." Felix flips Jisung off.

"Just get inside whore."

"Yes sir."

As Jisung steps inside he figures out just how bad the mess was, there was vomit all over the floor and shirtless men everywhere, not to mention the broken glass from alcohol bottles, no wonder Felix was crying, how the hell could they clean all this shit in two hours?

Jisung began picking up empty bottles and broken glass as Felix took the duty to kick people out and clean their vomit. This lasted for about an hour and as soon as that task was done they moved onto to other, replacing the new alcohol that was practically robbed from their house.