Unforgettable

Chapter 1: Will it Ever Stop?

Y/n's point of view - 3:05 a.m.
My eyes slowly opens and I can hear the sound of my mom and dad shouting just like any other night. As I try shutting my eyes tightly to wish for it to stop, I laid there in silence as tears slowly fall from the side of my face and listened to the ongoing argument between my parents.

"Where have you been every night?!?" Mom shouted.
Dad replies, "Why do you care?!?" Slurring his words.
"Because you're my husband, goddammit! Why can't you just tell me?!?"

I can imagine tears running down my mom's face and dad's face all red from anger, frustration and from drinking so much.

Mom pleads, "Can't you just tell me the truth, honey? Why is all our money going down? Where have you been these past 2 months? Just tell me! We can figure something out! Just answer me!"
"I've been gambling!" Dad's voice rises in anger.
"Look at us! Look at this small house! Look at these old furnitures!"

I can hear things being thrown, glass shattering, loud thumping noises and the sound of wood being broken into pieces.

"Stop!" Mom's voice shaking.

I walk slowly to my bedroom door and open slightly to find glass shattered in front of my room. I slide down against the wall next to the door and peaked slightly. Tears still running down my face, I sat quietly and watched in horror and no longer able to move a single muscle.
It was like everything was in slow motion. I can see mom holding onto dad's left arm down tightly to stop him from throwing objects in the house. Dad shouting and seeing his throats become red. Objects stopped being thrown and dad with his right hand was brought up. I knew what was gonna happen next. I close my eyes shut as more tears gush out and just like that. A loud slap noise can be heard and I open my eyes to only see my mom lying on the floor with her long brown hair covering her left cheek where a fainted red mark was.
I couldn't stand it any longer. The shouting, the arguments, the objects being thrown. I can't stand it anymore! I ran out of my room with tears still sliding down my face.

"Stop dad! Please! Stop!" Trying to hold down both my dad's arms hoping to stop him from doing any more damage.

Before I know it, he easily slaps me across the face by slipping out of my grip and throws me on top of a pile of glass. I can feel pain on my face, my back, and my arms. I slowly try to push myself up with my arm and all I see is blood all over me and the floor. I look over to where my mom is and I can see her teary eyes staring at me.
She got up and ran to dad holding onto his shirt with both hands and yells, "How can you hurt our daughter like that?!? She's your only daughter and you throw her like she's just trash?!? Look what you've done! Come to your senses already!"
She releases her grip from his shirt and runs to me with shaking hands and legs as her tears fall onto my bare skin. I open and close my eyes slowly and stare into her eyes. Before I know it, I close my eyes one last time and everything turned pitch black.
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Hey guys! It's me! The author of this new book I decided to write! It's my first time writing these type of stories and I'm not the best at grammar so stay with me here. I hope you continue reading this series. It seems like any other typical story but just a twist by having some BTS members in here. Thanks for reading chapter 1! Stay tune for chapter 2 which will be up soon! :3
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