T/W- alcoholism and abuse
--- "You're all I want. I promise" ---
--- "I don't trust you" ---
"E! Get up!" my mother yells up the stairs. "Nnnnnngg" I groan, rolling over in my queen sized bed. Today was December 3rd, the day before I turn twenty four, and, when Kim Seokjin, turns twenty five. At least in American time. Of course, it had to be December as I could already feel the frigid New Hampshire air circling inside my wood-boarded room. I was shivering the second I got out of my bed and immediately try to find the warmest sweatshirt I could wear, and a pair of leggings. I sigh as I walk into the bathroom and wash my face listening to Not Today and quietly singing along. I brush my teeth and my hair, putting it in two space buns, the back of it just laying past my shoulders. I didn't have that long of hair, which sometimes I was thankful for, and sometimes wished I had never cut it, shoulder length, months in the past. I finished in the bathroom and went downstairs after pausing my music.
My mom had made a plate stacked with pancakes, set in the middle of my dining table. The house wasn't that big, we didn't need it to be, for just the two of I it's perfectly fine.
My younger brother, Takeshi, had moved out to Germany for studies. He's now 19. My dad left when I was fourteen, back to Japan, where I was raised until we had moved to Busan, South Korea, when I was seven. Then we moved here, into the White Mountains in New Hampshire, when I was eleven. My dad said he left because it was too different here, but I knew it was just because of the alcohol. He would let it get to him, just to take it out on my mom. Hitting her, kicking her, damn, he would even go to locking her in their closet for days and days on end. But he never would take it out on me or Takeshi only on my mother.
"Eiko are you okay?" my mom asks I, snapping I out of reality. "Hm? Yeah sorry I was just daydreaming" I say, eating a bit of pancake and placing my fork down. It was a sore topic for my mom, and I wasn't surprised. There was once love somewhere between them. I just didn't know where it had went.
--- I am a dreamer. ---
--- You are the dream. ---
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pink roses ~ k.sj
FanfictionIn where a 24 year old girl, Nakamura Eiko, meets her celebrity crush, Kim Seokjin Nakamura Eiko, is a japanese girl who had moved to New Hampshire when she was eleven. Her father leaving her and her mother as he goes back to Japan after years of f...
