My fingers slided across the sleek surface , soft notes echoed in the dark room following the beat of my frail heart.
My eyes were burning but no tears escaped from them. They were dry and bloodshot.
My fingers continued their dance on the piano's keys and my body followed them naturally.
"You aren't good enough"
"You can never be that"
" i'm ashamed of you"
"I wish i didnt have you"
"Why can't you be like your brother?"
"Why can't you be successful?"
"Look at your brother"
"Your brother..."
"Your brother Namjoon.."
"BE LIKE HIM"
"you can never succeed.."
"Namjoon is bet-"
I slammed my hands hard on the keyboard and let out a frustrated shout.
I can't take this anymore. I won't take this anymore.
I kick the piano with my foot breaking its front leg in half.
"i'm only doing this because mom wanted me like you.
I never liked the piano and never will.
You hear me joon? I'LL NEVER BE LIKE YOU"
I frantically looked around me , my blood boiling in my veins.
I reached for the wooden chair Behind and smashed it on it's behind and as it cracked i felt a heavy weight getting lift of off me.
I smiled in satisfaction.
I kicked and punched the piano letting all the anger that's been inside for so long.
All the insults, the moments that made me feel useless, their criticism, their awful judgments that demolished the protective walls i built around me eating me alive and destroying me. I punched them away harder and harder.
"Im not taking this anymore. I'm finding a way out"
"Im saving myself."
I rushed to my closet and pulled out a bag and i tossed random clothes in it, took my phone and guitar and made my way to the door.
My hands on the doorknob i turned around and looked at the piano one last time.
"Goodbye friend. Im sorry you did nothing. But i can't be with you . I hate you ."
I slammed the door shut and exited my house hustily.
The moon was shining bright above me us i roamed around the streets looking for a place where i can stay.
I had no one.
No one liked me.
No one accepted me.
Not even my own family.
And suddenly he came to my mind.
And i reached for my phone and dialed his number..
"Hyung" i cried into the phone "it's me it's jae"
