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Jimins POV :

,,Wake up, you ugly Piece of shit !"

fuck

The first Thing I saw when I opened my eyes ? My ,,Mother" with a frying pan in her Hand. I didn't even try to hide under my blanket, or behind my Hands. I'm used to being hit by this woman. See my father has been gone for five years now. He's not dead. He's working. Making Money, somewhere in the US. OH, did I mention, that my parents are divorced and my mom is a prostitute ?

A painful slap on my leg with the pan awakened my from my thoughts.

I didnt even wince, because Im so used to this pain. My mother obviously didnt like me not being in pain so she hit me again. This time in the face, which Im also used to, but I got to at least act like it hurt, so she wont hit me again.

She thankfully stopped.

,,Where the fuck is my coffee you brat

,,Ill go make one I said in a quite voice ,,You better not get up late next time, you fag ,,Sure sorry

Before she could hit me again, I went downstairs to make coffee. To be honest, I dont even know why shes here, because shes NEVER home.

After breakfast, which means me making coffee and food and my mother eating it telling me how bad it tastes, she went out. Thankfully. Since its Saturday I went upstairs to take a nap.

*two hours later*

I woke up from ambulence sirens passing my window. Slowly opening my eyes, I looked at the clock. 12.37pm

Double fuck

Im late for work !

I work at an old ladys flower shop, because I need to make some money, so I can afford clothes and school and all of this stuff. I mean, what did you expect ? My mother giving me money ? Yeah, no.

After I got ready (which took me five minutes only) I ran over tot he flower shop. (Its right across from my house, really helpful)

,,Im so so sorry Ms.Kim, I overslept !

,,Its okay, honey. Youre only 30 minutes late the old woman said

After work I went to the mall to get some make up. I know, sounds weird, but I have to cover my scars.

As I was looking fort he right concealer, the other people in the store gave me weird looks. I dont care, tho. They can think whatever the fuck they want to think.

Sometimes, I wonder what I did wrong to make the world hate me so much. Is it because I'm gay ? Am I too ugly ? Am I too fat ? Am I a sinner ?

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Okay, so this is the first part. I'm really sorry, if you don't like it, i'm new to writing, I hope it's not that bad lmfao. Let me know what you think !!

Thank yaaa

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