𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒕 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Yn's pov

I walked in our house like a dead zombie . I am getting bored now ! Jungkook is on his PS5 and dad is in his room , working on some files . I don't know where he will go with this much money. I asked jungkook to let me play with him but dad refused he said that i already pushed my screen time for today .

I walked to the kitchen wearing my red spider man t-shirt which obviously belongs to kook but who cares until or unless it fits me

Ok , not fit but till my knees which is enough coverage. I opened the fridge and note hung inside it with something written over it

“ Close the damn fridge ! You're not hungry just getting bored! ”

Dad! I swear i will kill for this if I get the chance which i highly doubt i will ever get . I shut the fridge close and was about to leave but something came in my mind

"Mom keeps the snack above" I smiled and climbed the kitchen counter to get on the top ! What do you think? I am too short ? Nah ! I have a perfect height bro . I stood on my tiptoes to get to the shelf and i even reached !

My eyes widened. How? How did I reach without standing on anything? Did i become tall ? Wow! I told dada that chocolates are good for my health!

“Done stealing snacks, baby ? ”

Oh no . I looked down and saw two muscular arms on my waist . Was he lifting me up till now?

I smiled nervously and Looked back to see dad standing while holding me in the air. 

“Dada~”, He smiled and looked at me . “Done baby ? Shall we have a convo now”

He put me down on my feet and crossed his arms over his chest . I looked down while making a face.

“Hmm , what were you doing? ” he sounded gentle not strict or angry . I looked up to him with a pout but he gave me a this-is-not-gonna- work look .

“I was hung-”

“You were bored”, He spoke cutting me in the middle. I sighed and nodded mumbling a small sorry .

He got on his one knee in front of me and put his finger on my chin .

“You know i don't like when my kids lie to me. ”
His face was neutral but his gentle touch was enough for me to know that he is not angry .

“You could have fallen down from there baby and moreover you're not allowed to have these snacks ” He said standing up and taking out some apples from the fridge. “if you wanted something to eat then you could have come to me instead of sneaking. Don't repeat this ”

He took one knife and started cutting the apples . I whined while looking at fruits. “ Please dad no fruits . I am bored with them ”

“But they are good for you princess. ” He kept cutting them and putting in plate ignoring my words which made me angry . “ I won't eat them! ” He stopped his movement and looked at me “I dare you to use that tone on my again little girl”

His voice wasn't gentle anymore. My eyes become teary and I ran to my room . Why me always? Why always I have to listen? Do this , do that !. Why can't i do what I want for one day .

I shut my door loudly making a hard sound and jumped on my bed burying my face in pillow. I can't go out with my friends, i can't eat what I like , i can't play outside , i can't i-i c-can't .

I didn't know when my sobs become harder and i started shivering because of crying.

Author's pov

Most people names it as over-reacting but it's not overreacting. When you're under that much restriction that you can't even breath in peace it starts suffocating you . It makes you sensitive.

It makes you feel timid , worthless, burden , isolated, lonely and leads to depression and Anxiety. It seems very small things to other people but it starts killing the victim from inside . When you have no say in your life , that feeling is worst .

You start crying on small things at a moment but stays unaffected on bigger ones .

Nobody can help you at that time. Neither your friends nor anyone else . You lost in interest in everything and feels being judged at every moment of your life .

Your small action seems embarassing and humiliating to you . You keep remembering that and ruins your present .

And the fact is , it didn't promote you to self harm because after going through the mental pain you don't want physical one .

In today's world self harm is a trend . Teenager thinks bleeding for some one is cool but it's pathetic.

The one really going to through depression don't do self harm . He/she will either suicide or keep going through this .

Taehyung's pov

I looked at princess when she ran to her room . I wanted to stop her but she left already.

May be i shouldn't have cajoled her . I will apologize to her . I was about to go to her room when my phone rang . I looked at caller id and it was , i sighed , Aisha .

On Call

T

aehyung

Yes Aisha , what now ?

I sounded tired which I was from whatever going on around me

Aisha
Did you decide?

She ,for real , too eager for this . I took the deep breath to relax myself which didn't worked at all

Taehyung
I needs time for that and you know about princess too . I will talk to jungkook in some days but to yn..... It will not be easy.

I waited for her reply but nothing came. I heard a sound of sighing.

Aisha
Ok Taehyung but please make it fast and I am not coming home tonight please handle kook and yn-ie

I hummed and cut the call . This all is going too complex. I need to sort this out quickly and handle yn-ie too .

To be continued....

Aha! So bombar me with all the curses you have for me . I will not mind .