I'm sat on my bed, listening to music on my phone when there's a loud knock at the front door. I pause the song and listen to hear another loud bang on the door. I sit up in my bed and my bedroom door swings open to reveal my mom.
"Get the fuck out. I'm having some people live with me, you're gonna have to find somewhere else to live." My mom says and I just blink, taking a second to fully process what had just been said. My mom walked over to me and grabbed my shoulder, harshly pushing me onto the ground, "Pack up your shit and go!" She screams.
I start to sob as she throws a book that was on the floor at me before leaving the room and I assume letting the people in. I get up from the ground, my whole body shaking as I rush to my closet and take out my luggage, stuffing my not many clothes into it and zipping it shut. I roll it over with me and grab my phone and charger off the bed, stuffing it into my backpack and putting my backpack on my back.
I walk out of the room, still sobbing and shaking and see a man and a woman around my mom's age staring at me. I didn't fucking care what they thought of me so I continued to sob. I walked by the front door and slid my sneakers on before I went to open the door.
"Go find yourself a boyfriend and live with him!" My mom screams and I leave the apartment, slamming the door behind me.
"Fuck you!" I scream back, yelling and cursing at my mother for probably the first time ever.
I didn't have anywhere else to go so the place I immediately went was Heeseung's place. I weakly knocked on the door as I continued to cry. I doubted he would even hear the knock. The door opened revealing Heeseung who's facial expression immediately turned into concern.
"What the fuck happened?" Heeseung asked as he took my luggage from me and brought it inside his place. I stepped inside and he shut the door, locking it. I drop my bag to the ground and Heeseung grabs my hands.
I started sobbing even harder when he did so and I fell to the ground on my knees, pulling my hands away from him and putting them on the ground. I tried my best to calm down a bit so that I could actually talk but it was hard.
I felt Heeseung's hand on my head as he ran his fingers through my hair and it actually helped me calm down a little. I took a deep breath before I looked up at the boy who was squatted down in front of me.
"My- my mom kicked me out." I tell Heeseung who sighs as he caresses my face, wiping some tears off my cheeks.
"I'm sorry that happened. Stay with me." He told me and I nodded before Heeseung pulled me into a tight hug, making me start crying badly again.
"I'm sorry for coming here, I feel like- like I'm intruding." I told Heeseung.
He shushed me, "I told you that you could always stay with me and I meant it." He told me. Heeseung leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. He then pulled away and looked me up and down, his gaze then focused on my shoulder. He placed his hand on my shoulder and I winced a little. "How'd you get this bruise? It wasn't here before." He questions.
"I don't know. My mom pushed me off my bed so probably then." I told the boy who's jaw clenched a little after hearing me say that. He took a deep breath before he leaned down to my shoulder and placed a kiss where it was bruising.
"Do you have alcohol?" I randomly asked.
Heeseung pulled away, "Yeah." He says and I slowly get up from the ground.
"Let's drink." I say.
