"Yoongi!"
He had the bathroom door open as he cleaned his bloody septum ring. It hurt to speak from what had happened two nights ago.
"Yes?" He asked, his voice scratchy
"I need you out of this house in the next four months"
Yoongi looked over at his father who was standing at the door frame.
"Please, let me stay until school is over! Let me graduate! Please, father" he begged
"No! I am not letting a faggot live in this house!"
"I'm sick of that word!" He yelled at his father, turning his whole body towards him
Next thing Yoongi knew, he was coughing up blood again.
"You can stay if you do everything I say and shut your fuckin mouth"
His father started to walk out of the bathroom but stopped at the door and spoke.
"And break up with your faggot boyfriend"
Yoongi looked up, his big brown eyes, wide open in fear.
When Yoongi walked into his room, he started to pack his bag. He placed all his cloths, witch was much, info one duffle bag.
"I'm going to the bar! I'll be back tomorrow!"
About a hour later, there was a knock on the door. Yoongi ignored the knock and went back to looking for money. He grabbed any money that was under his father's mattress, $100 all together.
Yoongi shoved he money into his bag before getting onto the floor and grabbing a metal box under his bed.
The knocking stopped and rushed outside with his school backpack, duffle bag and metal box. He put all his things in the back seat of his small, black car before climbing into the front seat.
'Daddy💙 Is Calling'
He smiled at the photo of Jimin. It was a photo of him on his own bed in a pair of jeans and no shirt.
"Hello?"
Jimin's eyes teared just by the first thing Yoongi said.
"Hey baby boy, how you feeling?"
Yoongi pulled out of his driveway while responding to Jimin.
"I am doing ok" his voice faint and scratchy
"Do you need a place to stay tonight? I miss you and am lonely"
"I am sorry, Jimin, I told you. I am sick"
"Ok, well if you need anything, call. I love you baby boy"
Yoongi had his signature, gummy smile.
"Love you too, daddy"
Yoongi hung up as he drove down the street. He made it to a dark, alley and parked his car. Yoongi knew this place well, no one really lives here so no one can really fuck with you.
He leaned his seat back, reaching into his backpack. He whispered a small 'fuck it' before washing down three pills with water.
When Yoongi woke up, it was early in the morning and Hoseok was calling.
"Hello?" Yoongi asked, still waking up
"You sound like shit-"
"I know, Hobi"
Hoseok paused before replying to Yoongi.
"You haven't called me that in years"
"You haven't called in years" Yoongi shook his head
Again, Hoseok paused before speaking.
"I know this voice you have. Your father again?"
"Even if it was, why would you care"
"Fuck you Yoongi! I called to warn you!" Hoseok yelled
"Warn me about what?" He yelled back
"Jackson! He's coming back after break! So you have three and a half weeks before you see him at school!"
Hoseok hung up the phone, leaving Yoongi with emotions and memories he didn't want to come back.
"Jimin, can I come over?" Yoongi asked, phone to his ear
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SUPER short chapter! I usually have 1000+ but I only had 500+ in this chapter.
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