Silent Secrets - Minsung

Chapter 36

TW: Talking about the feelings one may have when they have an abusive parent.

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Monday evening:
Minho's POV:

Minho was currently at work, but his shift was nearly over. Chan was working with him, like usual Mondays.

"Hey Chan," Minho called. "Yeh?" Chan replied. "Umm, I figured I should probably tell you that I am having dinner with my mother tonight. You know, just in case." Minho said. "Why? I mean, I don't wanna tell you what to do, but I wouldn't do it." Chan responded. "She says she has spoken to someone, and realised how wrong she is. It is only for dinner and to pick up some of my stuff anyway." Minho assured. "I still don't think you should go."  Chan insisted. "I kinda have to Chan" Minho shrugged. "I guess. Do the others know? Wait, does Jisung know anything about your mother?" Chan questioned. Minho just shook his head. "Why not?" Chan demanded. "He is going through his own shit right now, I don't wanna put my shit on him too," Minho admitted. "He deserves to know Minho. Maybe not right now, but soon." Chan said. Minho just nodded. He knew it but he was scared. He doesn't like people worrying about him, especially when those people are going through other stuff.

Once he was finished work, he drove to his house.

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He would be lying to himself if he said that he wasn't scared walking up to the door. In fact, he knew his mother and how she could be. Nice one second and evil the next. But he really needed his stuff. So he unlocked the door and called out, "Mum? Are you here?" A few seconds later, she appeared in the kitchen doorway, with a huge smile on her face, "Hello my son, did you have a good weekend?" She asked. "Yes, mother." Minho bowed. "Is it ok if I spend some time in my room before dinner?" Minho asked, hesitantly. "Sure honey" His mother replied. "Thank you, mother." Minho bowed again, then headed upstairs, rolling his eyes as soon as he was facing away from her. He hated how formal he had to be in his own house, with his own mother. It was like she was practically a stranger. But he knew if he didn't, her mood would change in an instant, it was like constantly walking on eggshells. He started to pack up all of the stuff that he needed. After he had everything he needed, he just started a movie on his phone until he heard his mother calling him down for dinner.

"So honey, how's school?" his mother questioned. "Yeah mum, it is going well. I have A's and B's in all of my classes." Minho replied. "Oh, Bs? That's a shame. But I'm certain that with hard work you can get them all up to A's, can't you Minho?" She asked, with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. "Of course mother," Minho said, nodding. "Good. How about work? And don't worry, I listened. I don't want your money this time, and I am truly sorry for ever taking it off of you honey." His mother assured. "Work is good too, thank you, mother," Minho replied. He was getting tired of her small talk, and her weirdly sweet and caring answers, he was starting to get suspicious, but he couldn't do anything about it now. "Well, tell me about your boyfriend then. When do I get to meet him?" She asked. "Well I don't know Mum, he is usually quite busy. But he is very caring, kind and sweet. His name is Jisung. His favourite colour is red. He loves eating cheesecake while watching horror movies. He is so cute when he is sleeping, and when he eats he stuffs his cheeks full of food and looks like a quokka. He's just adorable, I really love him." Minho explained with a huge smile. "He sounds like a lovely boy, I can't wait to meet him when I can." She replied. Minho just nodded. She thankfully let the room go silent, so Minho could enjoy his meal in peace. When he looked at her from then on though, her face had seemed to shift, like she was trying so hard to ignore the comments about Minho's boyfriend, but the mask was starting to come off. Minho knew he didn't have long until his real mother would be back. So he quickly finished his food.