𝔐𝔦𝔶𝔞 ℭ𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔫 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔱𝔰
I STILL CAN'T MAKE COVERS BARE WITH ME
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Long fics about Miya Chinen from sk8 the infinity!
➸ 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰.....𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫!
I made...
A very specific prompt that the requester wished to be anonymous, thank you for the request 💗it will be very comforting to some readers
CW: mild reference to suicide, bad relationship with mother, self-deprecating thoughts
but fluff and care after <3
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"Y/n understand. Your father had a rough day so we have to stay quiet. Be nice to him so he doesn't flip out at us."
"Okay, mum. But I don't get why we have to be so careful around him and his feelings so he doesn't strike us. Yes, definitely, he's had a bad day so we can be a bit more nice but that's not an excuse to take it out on us!"
Once again, you were at it. A screaming fest (more an angered hush so your dad didn't get disturbed) with your mother against unfair circumstances.
"He was at his office working all day. You're a kid you won't understand. He's had a bad day so just BE NICE," your mother warns.
"Of course I can be nice! But you're always so mad at me. How can I understand if you won't explain it to me? I was working all day too and whenever I have a rough day, you don't extend the same courtesies to me," you start to tear up but choke it back, you've since decided you didn't want to let her see you cry, "you just call me a bitch and everyone ignores me. Why ignore me? I feel so alone."
"Oh please," she scoffs.
"No. Because I had a rough day. I wanted to KILL MYSELF today, yeah? It's been so hard and you don't even care do you?"
"No. I don't care."
Those words hit you like a brick. You felt winded. You knew your mother was not empathetic but you didn't think she would proclaim she didn't even care about you. Wasn't that what a mother was meant to be?
"Oh come on y/n, just do it then. All that talk about killing yourself, why don't you just do it? Make it painless so at least that's going for you."
Another blow. Right down to your gut.
And you guessed that was the final one because just then, you sprinted out the door.
Was it immature? Was it sulky? Who cared, you were young and the very person who was meant to talk to you and love you with all your being was giving you suicide tips.
Were you overreacting? I mean, it must be hard for mum having to deal with me always crying suicide. Was I the problem? Do I sound like one of those kid's who don't understand and am just overreacting? Am I the problem? Or am I an effect of the problems projected on me?
