#02| daddy issues daddy issues * the neighbourhood "go ahead and cry little girl, nobody does it like you do. i know how much it matters to you, i i know that you got daddy issues."
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"So...Y/n. Me and your father would like to tell you more about the place. I know we haven't informed you a lot about it but I figured this would be an alright time..?" my mother spoke slightly nervous, my eyebrows furrowed and my brother's head perked up and stopped eating.
"It's not the average mental hospital you're thinking about, it's less strict and you have more freedom. I guess you can call it a home for kids like you. It's a good opportunity to make new friends, maybe you guys will have a lot in common." My father said after my mom, pushing his glasses up his nose, I stared at him confused. For some reason I felt like he was trying to make me feel.. guilty? I don't know how to describe it.
"It's not that bad I promise! You can get your own room, You can use your phones, you'll basically live the same life. Just over there.... One of my friend's son's goes there too, Sunoo! Do you remember him?" all of this was taking a moment to process, Sunoo? My eyes widened, he used to be my best friend until he disappeared.. So that's where he went?
"What..?" I mumbled slightly confused. My mom continued talking while I asked questions left and right.
"How long will I be there?"
"What about school? Will they teach me there?"
"Can I at least leave to go out?"
Soon enough my dad lost his temper and shouted.
"Y/n you're making this difficult! What's so hard to understand?" he yelled, slamming his fist as he stared at me. I looked at him in disbelief while my mom bit down on her lip and my brother looked nearly like he was gonna slam my dads face on the table.
"Difficult? How am I making this difficult? You guys randomly decide to send me to a fucking mental assylum for god knows how long and expect me to be okay with this! You never gave a single fuck about me before so what are you doing this for? To get rid of me? Maybe think before you do this shit! What about my friends? My school and education? I'm only 17!" I said shouting back at him, they stared at me with pity in their eyes before my dad slapped me, my cheek quickly turning red and my eyes welled up with tears.
"Don't forget who's in charge, don't raise your damn voice at me." he said with a cold expression on his face, my mom murmured a bunch of swears in japanese under her breath clenching her fist as she stared at my dad with a disappointed look resting on her face while my brother looked at my dad with a disgusted look wondering why he never noticed the way his father acted towards me.
"Know what? Im glad im fucking leaving so I dont have to deal with you, you're a poor excuse of a father." I said scoffing as I got up and left, I slammed my door and locked it as I held on my stinging cheek and sighed as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I slid down onto the floor as I rested my head on my knees, warm streams of tears trailed down my face damping my sweater. I could hear a lot of moving and commotion downstairs, a part of me wanted to leave and see what was happening while the other part just wanted to stay here locked up.
I didn't want my family seeing me in this type of state, it's too embarrassing. So I stayed in place and I closed my eyes and eventually fell asleep on the floor.
The clock hit 4:17 and I woke up with a dry throat and my skin sticky, back hurting, and my lips chapped, "god." I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes looking around trying to recall what happen and why the fuck I was on the floor. My eyebrows furrowed, confused until I shortly remembered the events that occurred some hours ago, a small frown tugged on my lips as I reached for my phone and opened my camera app and looked at myself on the screen, puffy eyes, messy hair, pink cheeks, and obvious dark circles. All of a sudden soft knocks were heard on my door, I got scared thinking someone broke in until I heard a voice.
"Y/n..? Can I come in? Please?" My body relaxed as I heard the sound of my brother's voice, my shoulders slumped down as I got up and unlocked the door as I was met face to face with him. I felt disgusted knowing im letting my younger brother see his older sister in this fucked up state, but what do you expect out of a teen in this generation? All of them are fucked up. He stood there with a tired expression on his face and a pillow in his hand.
"Eun-woo? Why are you up? What do you need?" I said with a confused look staring at him.
"I don't want you to leave." his voice cracked as he spoke, his body was shaking, and his lips quivered. I stared at him with a sad smile and I opened the door fully so he was able to enter. His arms held onto me tightly as he sobbed into my shoulder, with tears in his eyes he begged me to stay. I sighed as I rubbed his back listening to his choked sobs and slowly brought him to my bed and laid down.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just go to sleep, I won't be gone forever."
"Why are you acting like this is okay? Do you even care, do you want to leave us? " he spoke up, staring at me. My eyebrows raised up at his comment.
"I do care. So fucking much. I don't have a choice." I said with teary eyes.
"It's the first snow tomorrow." he said quietly with a frown, he slowly shut his eyes. I stayed quiet for a bit before responding.
"What a shame, we won't be able to watch it together anymore." I whispered to his sleeping figure. Both me and Eun-woo would always watch the first snow with each other every year, this year we wouldn't be able to. I stared up at the ceiling as I fidgeted with one of my necklaces, eventually falling asleep after my brother with one thought lingering on my mind.
Only if I could've gone one day later.
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