Folie à Deux

Title : Folie à Deux

Pairing : Wonkyu

Genre : Family, Romance, Angst, Drama

Disclaimer : All casts are belong to their self and God

Warning : Un-betaed, BL, Psyco!Kyu, Several OC, Mature (for language), AU, OOC

Summary : We're shared our love together. We shared our sadness and happiness together. We shared our madness together.

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Siwon P.O.V

"You ungrateful son of a bitch! Get out! Get out of my house you fucking prick!" those yells ringing in my ears. Not because it's the loudness but because it comes from my own mother. My own mother who is right now in rage because of something I'm insensible to acknowledge. She looked at me like I'm such a disgrace to her. I don't know why, but deep inside my heart I know she's right. I am a disgrace. Such a disgrace because I could not make her happy. All I ever done to her just embracement, disappointment, all those negative things that she could think of.

Plak!! A slap on my left cheek.

Plak!! Another slap on my right cheek.

"Damn you!! Damn you to hell!! I wish you never born!! You're a demon! A demon!! I hate you! I really hate you!" She screams again and now she has another nickname for me. A demon. Maybe I am a demon. A demon that should disappeared from her life. That would be better for her. When I'm gone, she would have the happiness she's dreaming about since she has me. I know for sure that she really regret having me because I am the unwanted child.

She had me when she was sixteen. A rape victim. So it is clear that she hate me so much. She wanted to abort me, but my late grandparents not allowed her to do that. They said every baby is an angle that God send to every person. However, to her, I'm nothing but a parasite to her life.

Is someone asked me how do I feel about this ordeal. It's simple. I feel nothing. My heart is empty since I concede her hatred toward me is not going to vanish. I have no one since my grandparents pass away. I've only have her. But because she never accepts me, I'm too never accepting myself. What for? I don't have anyone to give my life for. She thinks I'm better off dead.

Solution? I don't have one. Commit suicide since her wish is for me to be buried in the dirt and rot? I would love to yet I can't do it. Why? Because it would make her image as the loving mother will perish. I don't want that. I accept her behavior toward me on inside the house but I will never make her image that she build all of her life ruined because of my bizarre death. Even I could feel nothing; I can still perfectly love her. She is still my mother and always be my mother.

I always thought that we're going to life this hell forever until I died. Oh boy, how wrong I was. My mother finally had the man that loves her truly and the good side is he even acknowledges me. He even love me like his own son. Such a nice and honorable man. At that time I could only thanking the Lord for He has send both of us an angel.

He really is an angel. Since he's staying with us three years after their marriage and for some reason, he could make my mother acts nicely towards me. On one point of my life, I finally feel how a mother loving touch is. I feel what a family should be. I even got myself a cute and sweet youger brother because he also a widower with one kid. All of that make me realize that I could still gain happiness. That Lord never abandoned me. That He still loves me. If God take me to his side, I would gladly leave because of this happiness.