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Bambam's POV
"Bambam!!" I flinch and hide under my bed. "Where are you, you little brat!?" My life could be considered a living hell. I got use to it. I hold my breath and hope he doesn't come into my room. I'm only 17, junior. I go to WINGS high school. Weird name but not the point, I don't have many friends, only my two closest friends, Kim Yugyeom and Lee Minhyuk. It's surprising that I'm friends with them. Minhyuk is a 19 year old senior, Yugyeom is a junior like me, but he's 16. me I'm really shy, basically I have social anxiety. "There you are" I sigh and crawl out from under my bed. "Yes?" "Do you really think you could hide from me??" One smack to the face and that knocked me to the floor. I hold my Now bruising cheek. I hate my stepfather. I don't cry anymore, I can't. My tears have dried up and they don't exist anymore. "Your mother is not home," he informed and kicked me in my stomach. So much for wanting to hide. "So that means, this can go on until she comes home, I also want to try something new~" I suck in a breath and sit myself up with my arm. "I hate you" I spat. He laughed bitterly and grabbed me by the hair. I grab his wrist and tried removing his hand. "You think I don't know that? You need to respect your elders, Kunpimook" "you don't get to call me that" I snap and wiggle and finally got out of his grip. "Don't you ever say my name so easily, ever, I hate you, I wish my mom would leave you!" I yell. Now, here is where you would say, 'big mistake'. He punched me in the stomach and I bend over, holding my stomach. "You're pathetic, ugly, anorexic, stupid, just a disappointment in general" i glare at him. "And you? You shouldn't even be talking," I say and lean onto the wall. I'm sitting and looking up at him, more like glaring. "You're a monster, rapping, hitting, taking advantage of a young boy who can't defend himself, and why is that? Because his mom is blind, she can't see her son is being hurt, she's defending a criminal!" I scream and he pulls his belt out and smacks it down on me. "You respect me you dumb bitch, all you are is a little slut, hell! You're probably a slut at school!" he said and smacked me once again. I curl into a fetal position and hiss in pain. "Bambam? Jake?" Jake is an American guy who decided to move to Korea and my mom happened to fall in love with him. They got married, he moved in with us and look how we ended up. "Damn It, don't say anything, or else" I glare and he left my room. I'm shaking badly again. I try to stand, but my legs are wobbly, so I fell to the floor again. I try to calm down my breathing, breathe in, breathe out. I close my eyes and finally used all my strength to stand. I stumble over to my bed and lay down. "Fucking hell" I mumble and reach over to my phone.

Bambam
Yugy
Minhyuk

Bambam/ hey guys, can I spend the night at one of your places?

Minhyuk/ I live alone, so sure, ask your mom if you can, you do remember we have school tomorrow right? It's Monday tomorrow

Yugyeom/ i would of said yes but you know my mom, anyways, does anyone have the homework for geometry?

Bambam/ i do but I'll give it to you at the court yard tomorrow

Minhyuk/ want me to pick you up?

Bambam/ yeah, I already asked my mom, she said it's fine, as long as I have my things

I pack all my things that are needed, my tooth brush, my outfit for school, my pajamas, my perfume, a new pair of socks and underwear, probably will take a shower at Minhyuk's place, my head phones, my charger, and my backpack. I look around just to make sure I have everything. I sigh and grab my laptop. Half of my notes are typed into so I don't have an excuse not to do my homework. Did I mention that I'm a nerd at my school? No? Oh well, I am. "Mom, I'll be waiting for Minhyuk outside" I said and walk up to the front door "ok honey, have fun!" She said. I walk out and lock the door. I see Minhyuk's car pull up. "Bammie!" He says and waves me over. I smile and run over to his car. I open the back seat door and put my things in there and close it before claiming my spot in the passenger side. "What the hell bambam?! Why do you have a forming black eye?!" I look at his rear view mirror and roll my eyes. There's a bruise forming, how great. "M-My..... I-I walked into the door.." I lie. Minhyuk glared and grabbed my chin so I could look at him. "Why do you lie to me? I know it was your dumbass stepfather, let's go, we can put some ice on it and see where else he left a mark at" I nod.

"Welcome, now, take your things to my room and then come back out here so I can clean you up" i nod and go set my thing on his bed. I organized everything into an extra drawer Minhyuk has for me, when I come over like this. "Now, put this on your eye, also, take your shirt off.." I sigh and nod. I slip my shirt off and shiver, it's cold in his apartment. I place the ice packet on my eye and hiss. "He left a bruise on your back, stomach, and arm, why don't you report him, bammie?" I shake my head and yank my shirt away from him. "They wouldn't understand..." "Understand what Bambam!? He is hurting you more that you know! He raped you, hits you, and bullies you, even your own mother doesn't know!" "That's why I can't say shit, Minhyuk!" I snap and look at him. He stares at me "why?" "Because she would be upset, besides, he helps a lot when it comes to paying bills and food, I can't ruin that for my mom" "your mom should understand" "my mom is blinded by fake love,minhyuk" I say and look at the floor. He sighed and rubbed his face before looking at me again. "Do they fight?" "A lot, that's if I say something about jake, other wise they are pretty calm, im a burden to the both of them, minhyuk, i disturb my mother by always complaining, and jake? He hates me for no god damn reason" Minhyuk patted my back and stood up "have you eaten?" "How could i when im living in fear?" "Come, ill cook you something"

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So this is something I made up. I was reading and I couldn't help but to want to make a fanfic like this. Hope you enjoy.

Word count: 1207

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