Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Eleven

"Dad!!NO!!" I shouted the loudest I could, as I struggled to get out of his grip.

As soon as I entered the house earlier, my dad was there to greet me with his most serious face and angered expression. I've never seen him this way. The stinging sensation spread across my cheek and I felt tears rolling down from my eyes. It hurt a lot. He did not say anything, he just stared at me in both anger and disgust.

The next thing I knew, I was grabbed by my wrist and showed inside the living room, stumbling forward in the process from the force dad used. I fell on the floor, terrified at the thought of what my dad could do to me. I knew he never liked me which made things even more complicated right now.

He kneeled in front of me before more of the stinging spread across my face. Quiet sobs spread across the living room as I endured the pain. Not long after, I heard the door of the bedroom open, with a sleeping figure of my mother appearing not long after. She screamed the moment her eyes fell on me laying down on the floor with dad hovering over me, throwing punches at my face. She rushed down the stairs, grabbing dad's arms with both of her hands, beginning him to stop. He stopped for a moment only to push her away from us. For the first time after I entered the house, he finally spoke up, his voice echoing through the whole house which made my whole body start shaking.

"This is all your fault! You're the one who gave birth and raised this useless child! Both of you are a shame to this family!" he yelled at my mother who was taken aback by his words, not knowing what was going on at the moment.

"Just now your son came home with his boyfriend. BOYFRIEND I TELL YOU! And do you want to know how I knew which relationship they had? They fucking kissed in front of our house, not even ashamed that someone may see them!!" He yelled even louder, my mom gasping at his words, eyes wide open.

I hung my head low, knowing that mom must be feeling the same way dad is right now. I knew that this day would come sooner or later but I still wasn't ready for it. "I-i can e-explain..." I tried to speak up finally, however, a felt another slap across my face the moment I opened my mouth.

"You filthy son of a bitch! Don't you dare say anything!! You're just a good for nothing trash! If only your mother never gave birth to you!" He screamed once again, a huge pang of pain in my heart at his words. This hurt more than anything, more than the punches I just received.

Once again, I felt my wrist being taken by him as he made me stand up and follow him. He opened the door to my room and threw me inside. The sound of the key being switch echoed in my room. Immediately, I stood up and reach for my doorknob, trying to open the door in front of me. Unfortunately, the door wouldn't budge at all. He looked me inside.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks. I leaned my back against the door as I slid down them, hugging my knees.

"Curse you!" I yelled at my father for the first time in my life, feeling miserable and hopeless.

"You'll never see that boy again! You understand!! You won't even go to school anymore until you understand where your place is! You little brat!!"  dad shouted at me from the other side of the door for the last time that night.

I slammed my fist against the wooden floor and continued crying. "Why won't he try to understand me?" I sobbed quietly.

He can't do that to me! He's not allowed to do that to me! I hate him! I wish Yoongi was here right now. He would definitely defend me from both of them. Although mom did nothing to me, his expression was enough to show me how she felt. Now I understand how Yoongi felt...

I curled up in a ball. Everything hurt me so much. My whole body was covered in bruises from earlier.

"I hate them both!" I shouted.

No one understands me, no one but him. And I need him right now. I need to see Yoongi. Immediately.

I got up and took out my suitcase, packing a few books and things I may need. I won't be staying here anymore. They don't want me anyway, so what's the point in wasting my time and rotten here in this room. I am glad that my room was on the ground floor which made it easier for me to leave unnoticed. Guess my father didn't think of that when he looked me in here.  

I threw my suitcase out of the window before I came out of it as well. I ran carrying it with everything I've got. I only wanted to see him. I only needed him.

It didn't take me longer than 15 min to reach his apartment complex. I was panting from carrying the suitcase and crying my outs eyes on the way here. I run into the building and knock on his door.

I waited, but he didn't open.

"Maybe he isn't at home," I thought out loud.

I sat down in front of his door and messaged him. Tears started flowing down my cheeks once again. I felt so weak, hurt, broken, lonely, and disappointed in myself.

I rested my forehead against my knees as quiet sobs left my mouth. I had no power left in my body. Eventually, everything went blank for me.
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I open my eyes, a very familiar ceiling hovering over me. This is Yoongi's apartment. I get up on my feet just to sit down back as the room around me started spinning.

"You're awake?" a voice called out from behind.

I turned around slowly, a familiar figure standing at the door frame. I didn't answer him, afraid that my voice may crack or come out grumpy due to crying from last night.

"Are you alright? I came the moment I saw your message." he explained as he sat down next to me, a worried expression on his face.

I moved closer to him, wrapping my arms around his waist as I buried my face in the nape of his neck. As I inhaled his sweet scent, I found myself becoming vulnerable, small sobs leaving my lips.

"Shh... Everything will be alright. Don't cry, please. Tell me what happened?" he reassured me while rubbing my back.

I separated myself from him, eyes locking with his. Those are the only eyes I felt warm from every time they stared at me. They weren't judgemental, neither were they pitiful. They showed me his heart, his true feelings, which grew with love and worry for his loved one.

Feeling secure in his embrace, I told him everything that happened the previous night. To say he was furious at my parents would be a huge understatement. I guess it probably had something to do with what happened to him and his family in the past. He said I should stay with him from now onwards.

"It may be hard at the beginning, but I will start searching for a job tomorrow morning. It won't be easy, but no matter what, I won't let anyone hurt you, Chim." He confessed as he kissed my forehead. I felt happy to finally have someone who cares this much for me.

He laid me down in his bed and told me to rest more which I did with Yoongi beside me. We fell asleep together in each others' embrace. I am so happy that I have him. I love him, a lot. Maybe even too much...

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