drugged - vikturi

23

I sat in the passenger seat of his car, slowly sipping on a coke slushie I had bought with Viktor. We were parked right outside our house. I looked out the window and noticed some loud shouting.

"So you live in this apartment complex? I heard some things about this place. There's a lot of screaming and loud bangs coming from one room." Viktor spoke, my heart dropped. He lit a cigarette and handed me one too. I used his lighter to light it.

"I've heard them. They're really loud..." Yuri half-whispered.

"Well... you should get home. I'll walk you inside. Don't want you getting hurt."

"I can take care of myself."

"No you can't."

"What the fuck?" I turned my face towards him.

"You heard me. I'm walking you inside."

"You heard me too, asshat, I said I can take care of myself. And when I say that, I mean I can really take care of myself. Want me to show you? Because it looks like you're begging for it." I gave him an angry expression. Leaning closer to him, my face close to his.

Why can't I hate you?

Without thinking, Viktor pushed forward, pulling Yuri into a sloppy kiss. It was very heated, tongue and all. Yuri didn't pull away, though. But when he did, Viktor commented.

"You're such a fucking twink." He chuckled.

"Dickhead." I got out of the car and left.

But I couldn't help but smile.

I walked into my apartment, the door was open, as always. My mother never really bothered to lock it. I got in and yelled.

"I'm home!" I heard stomping coming towards me.

"What the fuck were you doing?!" My mother yelled, slapping me across the face.

"Where the fuck were you?! Have you been out with another fucking guy? AGAIN?"

"N-No, mamma..."

"Don't you fucking dare. You little slut. I see your lips. I saw the guy you were with." She slapped me again.

I kneeled on the floor, taking my punishment. I silently cried as I felt a belt slam against my head.

Why me?

I fucking hate you.

I got up, ignoring my mothers shouts and threats. I slammed her against the wall, kicking her straight in the stomach.

"Don't you fucking DARE touch me again, bitch!" He kicked her again and she was on the floor. And again, and again.

"I-It doesn't matter... little shit... y-you take after your mother..." confused, I spoke up again.

"Huh? But you're my mother..."

"I-Im your auntie... actually... your mother was selfish and didn't want you..." I kicked her again.

I fucking hate you.

"Go die you evil cow." I spat, before leaving the house completely.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialled.

"Hey Phichit..."

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