The car turned to a private road and after a minute or two The arrived at the big white mansion. Jisung was nervous that Chenle would feel uncomfortable, he looked over at the older. He turned soft when he saw that Chenle looked amazed of the sight.
" you live here!!" He squealed.
"Heh yeh" jisung said as he opened the car door, the breeze was chilly but it was manageable.
Chenle followed his actions and went out the car.
"It's even bigger than Renjuns mansion"
Jisung chuckled nervously, is that bad or good?
"Can I like.... live here" Chenle said and laughed. Making the younger smile thanks to the high pitched dolphin laugh.
"Shall we go my room?" He asked and the Chinese nodded as an answer. Jisung started to walk towards a big staircase infront of them,
The staircase was 90° turning and had a big carpet infront of it that looked super expensive.
On the wall behind the stairs hung a lot of paintings, and in the middle of all of them were a big family picture of the parks.
There was a lady and man that chenle assumed were Jisungs parents. Infront of them stood two children, an older one looking around 15 years and the younger that seemed around 7 years.
Chenle understood that this picture had some years behind it.
"I'm the youngest one" Jisung said to Chenle when he caught him staring at the photo.
"Who's the other one?"
"My older brother Taeyong."
"Where is he now?" chenle turned his head towards the male he was speaking with.
"He's studying in America" jisung said with a slight frown.
"Do you miss him?"
"A lot, we used to be really close."
"I'd love to hear more about it if you're comfortable with it"
"Of course, anything for you. We can go to my room first"
Chenle just nodded and they continued.
They stopped infront of a black wooden door and jisung opened it to reveal a big fancy bedroom that he could call his own.
They sat down on the big queen sized bed and continued their conversation.
"Okay So Taeyong was really protective over me when he lived here, he would always let me sleep in his room and hang with him and his friends"
"That's so nice"
"Do you have any siblings chenle?"
"Not that I know of"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think I have any, I haven't met my father or anyone of my relatives except my mama"
"Oh.. so what is your mother like?"
Jisung noticed the frown growing on the olders face, was that a sensitive topic?. Chenle himself didn't know how to answer, he knew his mother wasn't treating him great but it's all he ever known.
He got flashbacks from incidents from the past. Times that he would have to run away from home to stay safe, in those times he would always go to Renjuns house since he's the only one that can speak Chinese. That's also why Renjun was Chenles bestfriend, because Renjun knew everything.
"She's a regular mum" chenle sugar coated.
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It was pouring down from the sky and thunders raged. Chenle had just gotten home from hanging with his friends, waiting for him was his mama.
"Hi mama I'm home" he shouted as he opened the door, he hadn't seen the woman standing infront of him.
"Chenle where have you been" she screamed in an angry loud tone, sending shivers down his spine.
He had a feeling in his guts that something bad was about to happen.
"I've just been hanging with my friends mama"
His mother scoffed, she didn't like Chenles friends. She had seen them once in the school yard, and she saw Mark and Donghyuck kissing eachother.
"Chenle I don't want you to associate with freaks like them"
Chenle frowned.
"Mama, they're not freaks"
"They are, it's a sin to kiss boys"
"No mama, everything isn't a sin"
"It is a sin chenle!" Her shout echoed.
Chenle took a deep breath.
"What if I am one of them?"
After he said that he could just feel a stinging pain on the top of his head.
His mother had thrown the vase on the table beside her at chenle.
Everything hurt, the pain wouldn't stop. He could feel the tears running down his smooth slight pink cheeks.
"So now, go upstairs and ask him for forgivness" was all his mother said.
For the first time ever he didn't listen, he opened the front door behind him and started to run outside. He ran and ran until his legs were sore.
He didn't know where to go, he could go to the hospital but they would contact his mother.
He couldn't go back, he didn't want to.
After a while he decided to go to his friend Renjuns mansion. He had been there before so he knew the way, Renjun was also the only one of his friends that spoke Chinese.
The rain was still falling down and chenle shivered Thanks to his wet and cold clothes. The pain from where the vase hit is still there.
He had finally arrived at the big gray mansion. He slowly made his way over to the door bell and he rang it several times until he heard a voice from the speaker.
"Who is it?" The voice belonged to his dear friend Renjun.
"I-its ch-chenle" He said in his mother tongue.
