✔️ Little Sunshine Boy (Seungjin)

ten✖️hyunjin

⚠️WARNING: Talk of drugs, and verbal abuse⚠️

I didn't see Kim Seungmin that entire rest of the day, which I was more than glad about. But when the time finally came to go home, I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I mean, I did have wounds on me and if my mother saw me like this, she'd probably flip her shit.
My mother's an actual human shit stain. If you thought your parents were bad, you should meet mine.
My life fucking sucks; both of my parents do drugs, and have even allowed me, an underage teenager, to smoke weed with them.
At that time, I wasn't thinking straight and now, I might be a little bit addicted to weed. Just a little bit.
I guess that's where stupid people end up; addicted to things they don't want to be addicted to. Oopsies.
My parents will do anything to get high, anything. In my old town, when I was about seven, both my parents went to jail for killing our neighbor, taking his money, and selling his valuables in order to get some coke and weed. I went into foster care after that for about six years and when I was thirteen, was able to see my parents again. And then after that, their signs of clearing up shown through and they had been clean for a while, and so we decided that I would live with them again.
Big mistake.
Old habits came back and both of my parents went back into their addiction cycle. I'm so glad I was the only kid they ever had and was the only one who had to deal with their bullshit. And to this day, my parents and I smoke weed together. Unfortunately, when they're not high, living with them is torture.
They yell and scream at me twenty-four seven and order me around like a fucking maid. I understand a parent asking you to do something, and if you refuse, telling you to, but our conversations usually went something like this;
"Clean the fucking kitchen, take the trash out, and do the dishes, you little shit!" Usually, that was from my mother. But my father was full of surprises. And then it would progress to this;
"I wish I never had your ugly ass! You're a pain in my back and you'd be better off as a fucking abortion!"
It wasn't usually my dad yelling, he was just protective and embarrassing and hard to deal with when high. But when mom wasn't high, she was constantly screaming at both of us.
But I guessed I couldn't stay at the school all night, so I gathered my shit and decided to walk home. Fuck the bus. Fuck Minho, fuck Felix, and especially fuck Changbin. Jisung is cool still, he did help carry me into the nurses office anyhow.
But the rest of my gang could blow their fucking brains out and I wouldn't give a shit at this point.
Before I even entered the door or stepped on the front porch, I heard my mother's loud, booming voice through our thick walls, that's how loud she was. And I knew that she was not high, but would be soon.
Reluctantly, I stepped inside.

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A/N:
oh shet man

Stay Cool 😎

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