why me? | sean lew

3rd Scar

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"Open the door p-pl- please or I will kill my self"

The whole night at this household was a misery full of tears, pain, sadness, emotions and memories.

This night is a night to remember
This night was the night when I couldn't lie to my self anymore.
When I couldn't hold all it in.
I've been holding my self back for 3 years and I had enough.

After the bang on the door there was silence that filled the house.

"Y/N I have dance class, call when you need me, I love you"

I love you? Where was those three words when I needed them huh?
Why are you doing this to me

Why me? Why now?

I heard the door shut.
Was he lying? Was he really at dance class? Was he telling the truth?

I stood up wiping my tears away
I headed to our bed room and started packing my clothes, as I had time to spare I wrote a note and wondered around the house putting my favourite memory in each room.

Kitchen -
"Our burnt love"

Our Bedroom -
"Was love made?"

Guest Bedroom -
"Where your lies lay"

Bathroom -
"Brush our teeth three times a day"

Living room -
"Our Netflix and chill"

Staircase -
"Thank you and Sorry"

And when I left and closed the door behind me I left A note

"I love you, Goodbye?"
- Y/N

I was going to stay at my parents house, and I know that they would be disappointed, but the pain was my friend and it doesn't hurt me anymore.
Pain was the only thing that was there to support me.

It was the shoulder I leaned on
It was the thing that listened 
It was the thing that made me strong
Not him, but the pain.

Knock! Knock!
As the door squeak open

"Hello my precious daughter what made you visi-"

The moment her eyes had laid on my suitcase, she stopped her sentence

She escorted me to my old room and I unpacked.