Purpose

Sixteen

I run as fast as I can up stairs to my room slamming the door.

"AHHHH!" I yell as I throw myself onto my bed. "FUck." I whine from hitting all the wrong spots on my body sending a shock throughout it.

But at the same time memories of today heal some of my internal wounds. His smile. The light in his eyes. He kindness in his voice. The warmth in his every move. They slowly send my heart into a frenzy. This odd feeling running through my body... Hope?

How could an angel such as him randomly walk on to my life? With no warning?

Knock knock

"Hm?" I hum as I sit up on my bed. Looking up to find uncle HoYa standing in my door way. His face bruised and bleeding. And my eyes widen at the sight of him this way. "W-what happen?" I dart out of my bed. Hurting myself in the process, letting out a hiss.

"I'm fine." He grabs onto my falling body. Leading me back to my bed. "I'm sorry. I failed you." He sighs as we both sit in the side of the bed.

"You never fail me uncle. I thank you every second of the day. You give me strength and hope." I hug him.

"But I can't protect you..... I promised your mom that I would. And I'm failing." He cries, slowly sliding if the bed and onto the floor.

"Uncle....." I try to stop him falling fully. "You didn't fail me. Not yet. If I'm still breathing you have done your job."

"I haven't." He rests his head in my lap. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He cries.

"D-did.... did GooHi do this to you?" I ask lightly rubbing his bruised cheek.

He stays silent, and I have already revived my answer.

I struggle to get up but manage to make my way down stairs.

"Ya! GOOHI!" I yell as I limp over to the sleeping man on the couch.

Instantly regretting it once he lays his cold eyes in me.

"What!" He groans sitting up.

My hand flies on to his cheek. And it feels as if weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

"You little bitch!" He tells as his slaps me to the ground. "Who do you think you are?! Hm?" His eyes widened in rage. Anger evident in his voice.

I drag myself back away from the man who I hate the most in the world.

"Hmmm?" He hums as he lifts me up from the throat. "You think are big and bad now? Should I just show you who is boss?" He throws me into the couch. "Who says I have to wait till your 19. Maybe it will teach you who you answer to." He chuckles as he runs his hand through my hair. Kneeling over me.

"D-don't." I shutter.

"You think HoYa is going to save you..." he looks deeply into my eyes. "I think not." He begins unbuttoning my school shirt.

And I push away his hands. Kicking him on to the floor. Taking this time to make a run for it.

Pulling back to only be pushed roughly in the wall.

"You bitch." He chokes me, before placing his cold drunken lips on mine.

The taste of cigarettes and beer seep onto my tongue, as he roughly kisses me. Squishing my cheeks with his hand to gain access to my mouth.

Attempting to pushing him off. He only forces himself onto me. Grabbing my left thigh and dragging to on to his waist. Same with the other so that he has fixed himself between my legs.

The only thing I can do is cry..... this is it. He is taking the only thing I have left. The one thing that wasn't meant for him to take. The only thing I knew I had a choice about.

Gathering all the strength I can i finally shove him off.

Running out the house. And continuing running to no end. Nowhere to go. Just away from that man.