I was walking home from the gas station. My mom texted me to come home as soon as i could for some "life changing" news. what could be so life changing? I love my mom, she's all i have.. but she gets on my nerves a lot. what? I'm a teenager what do you expect. the air is cold, my nose is red and moist. My wore out converses dragging across the cracked sidewalk. I stop in front of my apartment door and fish for my key in my pocket. sliding the key in the hole and twisting it to unlock the door, i'm welcome with lightly warmer air and my mom on the couch waiting for me. "hello mother" i said while walking in. "ahh! hurry and come here" i nod closing the door and taking my shoes off. "you look happy.. what's up?" mom pulls me down onto the couch looks straight into my eyes.
"We're moving to Tokyo!!" moms giggles fill the room "you're joking? right?...". "No sweetie! we get to have a fresh new start with Mbf/n (mom's boyfriends name). "Mom are you crazy? we don't know Japanese, you're not married to the guy, and all my friends are here?!" i felt angry, she's can't be serious about this. my life has been in the walls of this shitty apartment.
"Y/n.. think about it. you'll get a new school, house, and chance at life.. you can't tell me where we are is where you want to stay?"
"..." i didn't know what to say... Tokyo? that's so far.. i'd have to leave everything i know. however, where we are, this pitiful life style, it's not what i want for mom.. sigh "i see, i need some time alone okay?"
Mom clears her throat and speaks in a soft voice "i understand, i'm here if you want to talk about it more. i love you"
"i love you to mom" I walk to my room. it's a mess.. dirty and clean clothes everywhere, strong stench of weed and nicotine. "i don't want to think right now". I light a candle and open the window slightly, i grab the fag and light the end of it, breathing in the smoke. watching the end of the cig light up a bit. do i want more of this? would Tokyo even change anything? a couple hours have passed, i've already gone through a whole box.
"for mom.. and me"
tbc.
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hi, sorry if this is cringe or repetitive, it's like 4 in the morning hehe
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"dude, i genuinely don't care" Tokyo Revengers x male reader
FanfictionWhere do i start? to put it simply, Y/n is a bitch. he never cared about others feeling, he didn't even know the concept of death. to him, it was just a normal thing. living in a poor run down place in the states wasn't all what his mom pictured it...
