Non Expected Love - A BTS Min Yoongi [18+] fanfiction

My boring personal life

It lasted 21 years. My mom was a single mother, also a widow who lost a child 1 year and 7 months before having me. Yes, she was happy for having my father, but that all ended when she got pregnant accidentally. My real father was very problematic, he stressed over things very quickly and had depression and anxiety. He had depression since he was 13 years old, he already cut himself over 70 times through his teen life. He found my mom, the woman of his dreamland and they dated for 4 years. He asked for her ring finger and she accepted it. She never thought of doing such a big step, but she did and it relieved. After the marriage, they became less close and started being more personal over theirselves. My dad's depression started to get really bad and his heart beat velocity was very slow and kinda stepped some heartbeats. When he found out my mother was pregnant, he FREAKED OUT. He thought that that was the end, and unfortunately, it was. My dad, 2 weeks after knowing that notice, ended up killing himself by sleeping on a train track. My mother didn't heard the notice, she saw it. She was getting of from her work which was cleaning from a really expensive house full of drugged up men and strippers, when she saw a completely destroyed man on the tracks. She found him familiar, and he was. She started yelling and crying, until someone eventually called the ambulance and the police. My mother couldn't handle looking at her husband like that, so she ran back home, but before that, she grabbed the tie he was using, now full of blood, and took it with her. My mother 'was' a very happy woman, who had her own problems, but after all tried to keep a smile running from her ears to her front teeth.

To help through the sadness of her  lost, she started grabbing some coccaine from the house she was cleaning and started drinking a lot. That, as obvious, made the baby very sick and ended up killing and intoxicating him.
My mother not only lost her husband, but also her next child. She felt like she was disgrace, failure, and just sadness towards this world. She just wanted to end there. But since she is my superwoman, she raised her head up and wiped her tears.
Mom: "Goodbye fear, see you in hell, the only one who can bring me down is God. "

About 9 months after the dead baby came to earth, she found someone new, a man who she thought will bring her happiness back. Well... she thought...
They married each other really nicely, until she found out he had a job, an intimate job, he was an over-night cheater/stripper. She tried to stay away from him. She found that 'secret' 16 years after the marriage, I was 14 year years old. We cried and cried and my 'dad' just started to get very offensive towards my mother.

"My kind mother is destroyed" I thought.

I started to get more annoyed when he first hit my mom when I was 17. The night I heard the screams from the kitchen at 4 a.m I thought I was dreaming, the 'dream' was over when I heard my mom yell out loud "help me, what have I just done...", that's when I ran to the kitchen and saw that bastard back facing me and I just grabbed the used butcher knife standing in the kitchen table and stabbed the back of his where I thought the heart was, thankfully, it hit his heart and he just fell on the ground saying "how dare you, how... dare... yo--"
My mother hugged me tight, bowing and kneeling down saying "thank you, thank you, thank.you"
we started crying together and got out of that house, but before that I called the police and left note saying:
" this trash man was abusing my mother for about 4 years now, do you think I could let him do that? well, if you thought that, you are very wrong motherfucker. if you want to know more about what he did to her, call this n°:---------------"

My mother and I ran away with about 800 dollars and our favorite clothes and got to the airport. My mother had a best friend who worked in South Korea, seoul and she told me to stay there with her. of course, I accepted it and thankfully I had started the Korean course when I was 11 so I knew korean.

*airport arriving, the travel, talks*

when we arrived at the friends house, we were shocked. That house was bigger than a whole kids school. She had 4 rooms free so I had the opportunity to choose mine. I had a really pretty room with pastel colors and even a bathroom. I was starting to love Korea...
Her best friend was soooo kind and nice, I loved her.
I unpacked my things and got downstairs.

Mom: "Y/N sweetie, I already found a school for you to stay on!! you will be 18 this year so you can't give up now!! you need to stay strong!"

Y/N: of course! I can't wait to see that school. I just hope I don't get worried and sad about that. Anyways I am very tired, I'll go to sleep now.

*there was only 1 week left for back to school so we got to do back to school shopping*

Year starts