"Mom, are you taking me to school or not?" I say with a huff, rolling my eyes. I've been asking her for thirty minutes now, and it's almost time for me to go.
"Let me finish this cigarette first." "Mom, please?" "Do you want me to burn it on you?" She glares at me. I sigh and roll my eyes, looking away from her. She's always threatening me with shit. "Then let me finish this damn cigarette."
She puffs out some cancer. She rolls her eyes before speaking. "Fine." She puts out the bodily harm stick into an ashtray and gets up. If I get emphysema, then it's all her fault.
"Well bring your ass." She says as she makes her way to the door. I follow her, and we make our way to the car. We get in, not saying a word to each other.
As she drives, I stare out the window. The drive is silent, just the way I like it. If we were to say anything, I wouldn't even know what to say, and if she said anything, it would just be plain awkward.
We arrive to the school. "Get the fuck out, you little bitch." I get out the car. "You look just like your father." She scoffs with disgust. I close the door, and she drives off.
You know, I used to feel bad for my mom, if I can even call her that. Then she started being a bitch to me. She's a terrible mother.
She wasn't always like this, though. Everything was good until my dad left us for a younger woman when I was 12. That's when she started smoking. The amount of kisses she would give me slowed down until they came to a complete stop. She wouldn't hug me anymore. I can't remember the last time she told me she loved me. Doesn't matter anyway, I'm pretty sure if she said it now, it wouldn't mean anything.
LillyRose's POV
I'm taking my books out of my locker, when I look over and see Yoongi walking down the hall in his bad boy outfit. Oh lord. Here comes trouble.
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When he gets close enough, he pushes me, making me stumble backwards and fall on the floor, my books almost flying out of my arms.
"Your little boyfriend's not here to save you now." He says mischievously, looming over me.
Lord, I'm tryna restrain from beating his ass cuz I don't wanna get suspended on the third day, but booooooy, he's making it hard.
"What the fuck is your problem?" I yell. How is no one seeing this right now?
"You, bitch." He kicks my thigh before walking into the classroom.
I stand up and go into the classroom as well, my eyes red, tearing up cuz I'm so pissed.
.....
Mr. Raunch didn't say one word to me, or give me a detention. Huh, my mom must've gave him a stern talking to.
It's lunchtime, and the boys and I are sitting at our usual table, the one we sat at when we first hung out together.
"LillyRose, what's wrong? You haven't said one word this entire time, and I saw you about to cry in class 1st period." Jimin says, full of concern.
"Yoongi. That's what's wrong." "Did he knock your books out of your hand again?" "No. He pushed me down and kicked me in my thigh. Now there's gonna be a bruise there." "Do I need to handle him for you?" Jimin says, getting up, looking pissed and in defense mode.
"No, Jimin. I don't want you to get suspended. That's why I haven't beat his ass yet." "Fine. I'll just talk to him." I didn't like the sound of that.
Before I can say anything else, he walks straight up to Yoongi with swift strides. He grips Yoongi by the collar of his jacket and drags him out of the cafeteria.
Jimin's POV
As soon as we're out of the cafeteria, I grip fistfuls of his shirt and slam him up against the wall. "So I heard you've been bullying LillyRose."
"Aaaw, so nice of her boyfriend to stand up to me. Hit me. You're such a big man, hit me." He mocks, smugly smiling.
He wants me to hit him so I'd get in trouble. What is wrong with this kid? Why is he bullying her?
"I'm not her boyfriend," I speak, glaring at him deep in the eyes. "I'm her friend. A friend that'll fuck you up. You better watch your back. Let her come back and tell me about you, see what happens."
His smug smile grows wider. I'll wipe that smug smile off your face. I mean business. I brusquely let him go and walk back into the cafeteria, returning to my seat.
Yoongi's POV
Bastard wrinkled my shirt. I smooth it out, and go back inside the cafeteria, sitting back down in my seat.
