Be together

Prologue

Do you ever think your the problem?
Who else is there to blame?

That's what moon hyun thought.

Always looking for someone to blame.

If you were to ask her, to keep her problems or let someone else go through her misery; she'd choose the second option. It was selfish,really. Within a heartbeat she's answer. After being selfless all of those years. It came natural to want others to endure what she had to. It was only fair.

Here she sat at the edge of her bed looking into the full length mirror. Her legs chubby, her stomach a little to big to look normal, and of course her face.

Beauty marks were all over her features yet none of them hold any beauty. They are just there, absentmindedly something she always would look over not paying too much though.

Her eyes too big, lips too big, nose too flat. She was called pretty countless times that she doesn't believe it anymore.

Naked on the sheets of the bed, she let her eyes trail down he chest. What was there to like about her body. She didn't like the way her breasts looked. The piercings she got shining around her chest. They weren't pretty to her anymore.

Now she looked further, eyes locking on to the scar she had above her bellybutton, the reason she hated low waisted pants. Hated every kind. Her fingers made their way up to the scar applying light pressure. It felt reliving. Like all her previous hatred from the scar had fled from her damned mind.

Peaceful you could say.

A small smile laced her face. One of broken memories and anger. Bitter and bruised.

All her parents fault she had earned that scar.

"Hey jakes coming over in a little bi-OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK, GET YOUR DISGUSTING ASS UP" her mother bust into her room, trying to cover her naked body moon fell over the bed, taking the sheets down with her. "Mom get out please!"
Without a second thought the door closed once again, hearing her mother rant about bullshit on her way down. Clearly she was pissed off she had to see her daughter like that.

The tears came. Not because her mom saw her naked, but because she didn't want her too. Moon liked her privacy, her mom always told her that her body was nothing she hadn't seen before when she was a baby. There was nothing to cover up.

That made things worse, yes she saw her daughters body when she was a baby, but she wasn't anymore, she didn't want her mom to see her like that. Ugly, torn, fucked over.

The tears just kept coming. She only had thirty minutes to get ready for school and get out the door.

Today was going to be a very long day.

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The day felt long. First class of the hour and students were already arguing and laughing.

Everybody's in the room but nobody's there.

She sat her bag down at her desk seeing a small note left on it. Scanning her eyes over it she didn't notice a smiley face or any good words so she ripped it up not being bothered by it becuase she was used to this. Used to the notes lying around making up rumors about her and her parents situation.

The lies those kids would tell themselves about her fed the stomachs of drama hungry kids around them. What has the world come to.

Moon missed the times where she'd be able to cry over a small scratch over he knee from the park whenever she'd play around too much, now all she cried about were things anyone would hate to endure.

Would always eat so much she got full giggling at how far her stomach poked out as a child, now she hated it, the way her stomach made her look pregnant. It brought bad memories.