𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒 & 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆

10 | family dinner

I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think they'd understand
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I briefly take my eyes off my full plate of food to look around the dinner table and wondered why I agreed to this. It didn't last long before I looked back down and continued to push my food around.

The room was quiet, aside from the sound of the silverware hitting the plate from time to time or someone asking to pass a dish to them.

I wasn't that hungry as I took my meds not long ago and the only thing I was thinking about was how much I hope the earth would open up from under me and swallow me up.

"How was school today?" I look up to my mom who asked me and my sister.

Nora looks at her and gives her a forced smile, "It's school, not much to expect for the day"

"Don't be so pessimistic about it" Zachary said.

"Says the boy that peaked in high school"

Before he could say something back my dad interrupts "And you Jisung?"

I felt my body tense as they look at me "M-Me?"

"School," Nora says, she looks at me with something in her eyes before looking away and to her plate.

"it was good" I kept it simple, not really knowing what else to say.

"Yeah, except you missed therapy today" I heard my brother mutter under his breath.

I swallow harshly as I knew that was coming sooner or later in this dinner. "Oh, is that right?" My mom says and I nod.

"Yes, I forgot," I said "I had to talk to one of my teachers after school and that distracted me, and by the time I remembered—"

"Going to therapy will help you, son," My mom says, stopping my words. Yes, I was lying right through my teeth but that wasn't the point.

"We pay for those sessions, not for you to forget about them," My dad says a bit too harshly and I sigh.

This is why I refused to be here for dinner every night. The feeling that I was the reason my family was broken.

"It wasn't my fault, I was talking to my teacher about my grades. Not off getting high somewhere"

"Don't talk like that Jisung" My mom raised her voice a little and I knew I was hurting her with my words as she got up and left the room.

My eyes go to my dad who looks at me disappointedly before following her out. "Your selfish," Nora says.

"Don't waste your time on him Nora, can't you see he doesn't want help?" Zachary says.

I stand up and they look at me "Tell Mom I'll be at Minho's" I said lowly before walking away.

Escaping the hell of my house, I get to my car and sit there for a moment. Realizing Minho was also mad at me but as I started the car and pulled out of my driveway to start my way to Minho's house. I didn't care if he was mad at me, all I needed was my best friend.

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I walk into Minho's house and walking from the living room was his mom who looked at me but was not surprised to see me as she chuckles a little and says "Minho should be in his room"

"Thank you," I say and walk to his room, the door was cracked open and I walk in without hesitation to find it empty.

"This is like deja vu" I heard his voice behind me, making me turn around to find a half-naked Minho. I clear my throat and turn back around, sitting in his bed. "Why is Princess so quiet tonight?"

I glare at him "Princess will murder you"

Minho chuckles and crosses his arms "Would love to see him try"

I stare at him for a moment that felt too long before I look away "I need to get high"

"So much for sobering up" I hear my silver hair friend say.

"Yeah well thank my family," I say harshly, looking at him "Get high with me or I'll go to Hyunjin's"

Minho squints his eyes at me "Are you trying to trade me in for Hyunjin?"

"Yes if it means I get high"

Minho scoffs and walks to his dresser, rummaging through it before pulling out a bag of the thing my body craved right now.

"Guess I can just smoke this by myself"

I stand up and before I could grab it he yanks it away and holds it above his head. I push him lightly, making his back hit the dresser. Hearing his low chuckle as I struggle only makes me groan loudly "Stop being an absolute dick"

He stares me right in the eyes and says "My moms is home, let's not make so much noise sweetheart"

I really wanted to punch him. Like really really wanted to but instead, I turned around and walked away as I heard another chuckle escape him.

I watch him grab something else from his dresser, a bong. Walking to his window and opening it before gesturing put into the roof, "Gonna join or pout all night long?"

"I'm not pouting, just silently planning your murder," I said before climbing out of the window.

"As long as you die right next to me," Minho says, getting on the roof and sitting right next to me.

I look out into the night and sigh softly, "I had dinner with my family tonight" I whispered and looked to Minho who was already looking at me "It didn't go too good" I said with a small painful laugh.

"I'm sure they appreciated the effort" I glare at him "Okay, let's say things went terribly wrong—"

"They did"

Minho nods "You agreed, you were there, and at least they know you tried"

I look away and nod softly, "I guess your right, except for the part that I made my mom upset and leave the table" I look at him away and his brows were raised "Yup, not my brightest moment tonight"

Minho bumps his shoulder onto mine "Let's not think about it anymore, yeah?"

I stare into his eyes as the moon shines down onto us, the small breeze running past us as I nod to his words and he smiles before looking down at the bong as he gets it ready for us.

I couldn't help but catch myself looking at him, my best friend. The one I run to when things go completely shit. The one that knows me and not for all the horrible shit.

The one and only one that understands me.

[Now Playing - Iris
by Chris Lanzon]