forget · showhyuk

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minhyuk had closed the doors behind him and slid down to the floor, just like they do in the movies he saw with hyunwoo; when the main character was devastated. and his case wasn't any different.

he hated himself, he really did. but not only did he hate himself, he hated his family. he hated the way he lived.

why did his family hate him?

despite seeing people having it beyond worse than himself, he hated his life. every day, they would question him; did he talk to anyone? does anybody know? how much did he make that day?.

minhyuk was tired of it, of having to avoid hyunwoo, make excuses. he wanted to be happy with hyunwoo, he wanted to run away.

not caring, he threw the chair in his room, and seconds later there was a tall person at the front of his door.

minhyuk forgot to lock it. panicking on the inside, he stood still, frozen in a single spot as the person got closer and closer.

"dear god, what have you fucked up now?" the person saw the chair and several other things the boy managed to knock over, shaking his head.

"I wish your mother would have had a fucking abortion. I heard you screaming about someone earlier, did you get attached again?". the male moved closer and grabbed the younger's chin forcefully "do you not remember what happened last time?" the figure paused and continued with a mischievous spark in their eye "would you like me to refresh your memory?".

minhyuk shook his head, denying everything.

how could he forget? how could he do something like that?

he wasn't supposed to get attached.

the boy cried out his countless apologies as cold leather collided with his spine.

for the next couple hours, l that could be heard were minhyuk's screams and cries, all ending with his bed being covered in blood and his unconscious body laying on his now soaked sheets with no signs of him waking up or anybody helping him.

he just laid there,

lifeless.