As the next day came I woke up and went downstairs to my mother and father screaming at each other once again. I couldn't go to sleep yesterday either because they were screaming at each other until two in the morning.
I went to go and get my lunch and bring it up into my bedroom so that right when I was done getting ready I didn't have to enter the kitchen in between them possibly being more angry at each other then they are right now.
I went into the fridge to pull out something to eat but the fridge door closed on me as I was about to put my hand inside to get something to eat. I heard a smash and looked at the fridge door as it shut. I then looked down to see a glass white plate being smashed into pieces on the ground.
I looked back to see who had thrown it and it was my mother, probably trying to aim for my father because he was only a couple feet away from me, but missed.
I opened the fridge door once again and pulled out my lunch to eat. My mother was screaming at my father which kind of sounded like she was screaming at me. My father was screaming back which made me jump in my skin.
I left the kitchen as fast as I could to get out of their fight. As I put my lunch into my backpack I got changed into my school uniform and went into the washroom to get ready. The black eye from yesterday was now starting to heal but it's not like it's not noticeable. It's still very clear I got punched in the eye.
The other wounds on my face like my split lip and the cut that ran across my forehead was starting to heal nicely though. I had bags under my eyes for staying up all night. It's hard going to bed while people are screaming at each other. Especially if those people are screaming about you from time to time in their fight.
I tried fixing my hair as much as I could but I couldn't make it perfect. I left it in result of looking half done. I think the more time I spend alive, the more I learn that there's no point on doing certain things.
I put my backpack on my back and started walking down the stairs to head to the front door when I suddenly hear the screaming stop and someone hit the ground. I stopped in my spot, thinking to myself what could have happened.
What if my father killed my mother? Ever since my dad randomly came back, all they've been doing is fighting with each other. Maybe he was tired of it?! I slowly continued to walk down the stairs but I didn't want to go and see what had happened in the kitchen.
I quickly put my shoes on and left the house, hoping that if one of them did do something bad to the other, they wouldn't come after me next.
I got to school but this time I wasn't as early as I usually was and I had to take the crowded bus. People touching me, trying to squeeze onto the bus. What a great way to start the day...if you can't hint my sarcasm.
Yoongi was the first one to approach me when I got to school and since he hadn't seen me the day before, he didn't know I was beat up which surprised him. "Hoseok what happened to you?!"
"I got jumped the day before yesterday while walking home." I explain, giving him the same excuse I gave Dohyun and Taehyung.
"Yeah where did you go? My mom said you went somewhere for a bit cause you had to take care of something and you never came back. Where did you go to get so beat up?"
"Home" I said without really thinking about it.
Yoongi gave me a puzzled expression on his face, letting out a little "huh?"
"I mean I was walking home, and on the way home I got jumped." I explain, covering up for my stupid mistake.
"Does Taehyung know?" Yoongi asks and I nodded.
"He found out yesterday when I saw him on my way home from my part time job" I explain. After explaining that, I started walking away from Yoongi so I could actually get to class.
Yoongi quickly followed me and was walking side by side with me now. "So where did you go before breakfast?" He asks and I didn't answer him.
When we entered the classroom, people were buzzing with gossip which I wasn't interested in. I sat down in my seat and Yoongi sat in his own. He was probably tired of asking me to tell him something I didn't want to say.
I then saw Areum come into the classroom and what surprised everyone was that she was frowning. Areum never showed her frowning face. She only had a happy and cheery expression on her face.
A couple of Areum's friends went crowding around her desk to comfort her and ask her what was wrong but it looked like she wouldn't tell anyone. Then she looked back at me with a saddened expression on her face. I'm pretty sure she wanted to look at me in anger but she has to keep her perfect innocent image on to the people who don't know how she really is.
I looked down right when she turned her head to me. I didn't want to see her upset expression knowing she was actually mad at me. It's probably because Taehyung broke up with her. She most likely thinks Taehyung broke up with her for me...which is kind of true.
I then got a text on my phone and as I looked to see who it was, it said it was Taehyung. I opened the text to see it was him saying he had just broke up with Areum. So my predictions were right?
The bell rang for class to start and I had a horrible feeling turning in my stomach. I knew once lunch time came around it would not be fun.
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Hey guys thank you for reading this, I have my English exam tomorrow so please pray I do well. I don't think I'll do bad though because I'm going into the exam with a 90% but I want to keep that mark up and do good on the exam. Please pray I do well. (Especially for my two exams after which is Religion and Math...they're the two exams I'm worried about the most...especially Math...)
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