"no matter how much suffering you went through you never wanted to leave the people or the memories."I ran.
I ran until my legs couldn't take it anymore.
My legs gave up on me.
As I looked up my eyes landed on the last place i wanted to be.
The giant 'happy' mansion.
Where everything happened
~flashback~
Bang!
Bang!
The booming noise of the fist banging on the door in the silent mansion.
The door slammed open as I was in the middle of the kitchen unable to move a muscle.
My eyes widened and shook as he screamed in my face.
His breath reeked of alcohol.
As his raspy voice rang in my ears.
Repeating the same question.
Over.
And over.
'WHERE IS SHE?! WHERE IS THAT WHORE'
He is like this because he blames her.
I know he doesn't mean it.
It's the alcohol taking over him.
It was her fault.
She did this to Hobi.
That's all he said.
She came out of her hiding and tried grabbing me so we could leave.
My body would not listen to me.
Again.
Again. I caused the problem.
Again. I was useless.
'SEE EVEN YOU DONT WANT TO SPEAK? YOU WANNA KNOW WHY? BECAUSE YOU ARE A USELESS LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT! THATS WHY!' He screamed at me.
He got a glance of the glass cup and quickly grabbed it.
Everything went in slow motion as he grabbed the cup and chunked it in our direction.
I couldn't move.
I wasn't afraid.
If it killed me I would happy.
To live in heaven with Hobi.
Crash!
Was the noise I heard as the cup collided with the side of my face.
The flash of the white, blue and red hit my eyes.
I was numb.
Then when I opened them I saw the thick red liquid running down my face.
I made eye contact with my dad as his eyes widened immediately regretting everything.
My whole body shook.
I heard my mom and dads worried cries but every time they spoke the voices just muffled away.
Quieter
And quieter.
As I slowly tipped over and smashed my face with the hard tile floor.
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monophobia|jenmin
FanficI let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts because, the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. "please don't leave me..." "...if you leave m...