August 16th ;
Park. Park Jimin was the note droppers name. It sounded familiar but not at the same time.
It was after school I found myself walking home it was a bit chilly today. I walked through the door to an explicit scene. My mother on the floor bruised and almost black like my fathers soul. The tears willed up in my eyes as my mother screamed at me to leave the hose. I did. Now running for my life regret fills my corrupted mind.
I ran to a near by stream and placed myself there hugging my knees and letting the hot tears trail down my face.
"Crying won't solve anything." I punched my own thigh.
I re-opened my note with my shaking hands. I read each word that was written.
"You know my name, don't worry I already know yours. I still don't like you don't think this is me being all nice you bitch. Love, PJ."
I don't know why Park hates me. But his everyday notes make me feel important.
"Park. Park Jimin. Thank you for your everyday bashing me through the notes. Your hurtful notes. At least you take time to acknowledge me."
I stood up shoving the note in my pocket. As a dark husky voiced boomed into the atmosphere.
"You're welcome."
a/n: shit this is becoming fluffy oh no.
