run - kim namjoon ✔️

2

Warning of self harm in this chapter, I will alarm you when it is written.

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Packing my things, I glance at the clock taking note of the time.

7pm.

I finish packing my bag and hide it underneath my bed.

I walk downstairs to my crazy drug addicted father.

"Take this to this address" he instructed as he handed me a box with a piece of paper on it.

Yes. He was a drug dealer. And I was his deliverer.

I grabbed my helmet and placed the box in the space behind me.

I then zoomed off to find the address.

I finally found the address and walked up the stairs.

The dirty house looked as if it were alive.

I knocked on the rusty door and it creaked open, revealing a middle aged male.

"Song Association?" He asked as he took the box, I nodded and gave him the sheet awaiting his signature.

"Would you like to make this old man happy?" The male smirked, I grabbed the signed sheet and the amount of cash he had ready.

"I'm just here doing my job, not to be pleasured by the people I sell it to" I stated and shut his door.

I rode back and handed my dad the signature and the cash that he had given to me as payment.

"$78, not as much as I expected for ice but better than nothing" he groaned as he stashed the money into his pocket.

"Dinner" he pointed to the ramen that was set up neatly on the table.

I rush to it and start eating, cleansing my hunger.

As I slowly pulled my feet up to my room, I dressed into some cleaner clothing ready to swiftly escape from this horror.

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Warning of self harm, skip to the next chapter if you rather not read.

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As I grabbed the knife that I had taken from downstairs and slowly cut my wrists.

Deep enough so that you could see the vein inside my wrist.

I don't know why it didn't have any affect on me.

I guess I'm used to pain now.

From all the bruises on my thighs I guess I would be used to it now.

I finished cutting my wrists and some of my arms.

I moved down to my thighs and cut on the bruises, this is my punishment.

My punishment for staying for this long.