Paint a smile......

Chapter 8 : To regret the past........

{ Song recommendation: "Family line" by Conan grey }

POV: Hyunjin

I was running towards the art room in particular cause I forgot my rings there while my father's words never left my mind I had to be there before he loses his shit. I would have never cared about him if it wasn't for the fact he was my father as soon as I reached the door of the art room, I slipped inside which was an almost habit of mine now I took my 8 rings which I took off before painting.

It sounds like a lot, but frankly to me. It was almost like a part of my body now. I could hear my phone ringing inside my pocket as I slipped my hand inside to get it only to roll my eyes. What does he want again I just had the strong urge to put my phone on airplane mode
(Why is he so relatable) but if I did, I'll probably be dead when I get home.

I was scared, but not in hell I'm kneeling in front of him I picked up my phone hoping that I would just disappear in thin air but God never liked me.

I could hear him screaming my name like it was the most hated thing he could think of in the background i could hear someone but it was so faint i couldn't even register what it was, I may have had a tough exterior when I picked up the phone, but hearing your dad say things no one is ever supposed to say to you hurts to a certain extent you can't imagine of, he could have just asked me to come fast as he told me the first time but I think he doesn't think that wide. Even if I spoke gibberish in my mind, I could feel something streaming down my cheeks. Great! Now I will have no confidence in facing him knowing I cried just some seconds prior, I quickly wiped some tears that stained my cheeks hoping my eyes aren't red and my nose too runny

I quickly wore my rings, kept the painting I made aside, and took off to the personal parking space I made for my bike. I wanted to go to my apartment and just rest and forget about everything but I can't do that I already made him upset so now one more mistake and ........ I halted my thoughts knowing I shouldn't go negative with this maybe he won't do that, we are meeting up after almost a year, not surprised that he didn't need me or notice I was missing but I guess it's for the better at least I won't have to deal with him as long as he doesn't need me.

Surprisingly I was just some blocks away from home, I would lie if I said I didn't miss it. It was a matter of fact that I grew up here so I didn't expect myself to not miss it, it was just the people inside

" Cause the place I call home never felt like one,
when no one understood me I always went numb,
I once chose to stay silent about everything I saw,
now I regret the past and all that it was about,
I still remember myself crying,
and I hope I won't regret trying...... "

I noticed cars parked outside my home and assumed they belonged to Dad's client or friends until I heard a guttural voice scream

"For fuck's sake, that wasn't her choice."

making my eyes wide and the helmet in my hands drop.

" I know damn well who that belongs to "

POV: Jisung

Even though I could hear them speaking the same language as me, it felt strange. To the point I couldn't understand them or.... myself, I wanted to ask them what they were talking about but my mind was too blurry to catch on anything they said not until I felt someone watching me from afar I wanted to look in the direction I wanted to but I just gave up at this point if this isn't enough for me to black out then I don't know what is.

POV: Seungmin

I left my seat, like everyone else, to hear what Jeongin was saying, but I swear I saw someone in the corner of my eyes, but it wasn't until my phone made a beep sound as I was about to check what it was. A thud was heard, making us look over our seats, which we had left in order to hear what Jeongin and Changbin Hyung had to say, only to find an unconscious Jisung on the floor, making me drop my phone and rush over to him, while Minho, being the fastest, had already held his tiny figure close before I could even register what was going on.

POV: Hyunjin

I hurried inside the house right away, not caring that it was all in my head, that my parents would kill me for entering with my shoes on, or that it was just a client and that I was being a nuisance. As soon as I entered, I saw my father's enraged face and my mother standing next to him, who didn't care but still wore an annoyed expression, while someone's back was facing me

" Appa ?....... " I almost spoke in hushed tones. Right now, I knew exactly who I wanted to notice me because whoever he was, I needed him to look over at me and prove me wrong, but deep down, I wanted to be right this time.

POV: Third person

Without hyunjin's knowledge, he had already begun crying, desperately wanting that person to turn around and just hug him or at least smile at him without even knowing who it was, he wanted the things he assumed to be wrong but at the same time wanted them to be right. The desperate need for someone to be someone he loved was insane right now.

When the individual in front of him turned around, he stood still.

" Hyung ............" The only words he could make out were those.

End ..........To be continued.......................

Author note : i have Exams so i won't be able to publish something please understand and do tell me if i need to improve my writing skills cause English is not my first language