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Seokjin X Reader {Requested}

                                    {Requested by Nimmy_Joon}

Sometimes parents make you grow up a little faster than you want to...

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"But I didn't do anything!" I scream at my mom as I stand by my bedroom door, watching her throw my clothes into a old suitcase from my closet

"I just can't take care of you anymore! You're 16 years old, you'll be fine." She tries to convince me with tears running down her face

I came home from the library just five minutes ago and I hear my mom throwing things around in my room so I run over and see her pulling out my suitcase and throwing whatever she sees into it. I asked her what she was doing and she said... she's kicking me out.

"Where am I going to go?!" I ask completely confused, angry, and upset

"I don't know... there must be shelters or something and you have lots of friends that you ca-"

"I also have a house and a parent! I shouldn't need anyone else!"

"Not anymore..." my mom replies as she zips up the suitcase and pulls the handle attached to it up and sets it on the ground then looks at me with puffy eyes from crying, "I'm sorry, Y/n... I've done all I could for as long as I could."

"How long have you wanted to do this?" I ask with disgust now written on my face

"A few months... I started realizing that without your father... I can't do this..."

"So you're blaming dad?" I take a step closer with tears building up again, for the both of us, "If the roles were switched... if you were dead instead of him... he wouldn't just throw me out!"

"I'm sorry..."

"That's really all you're going to say?"

She just stays silent as she is now looking at the ground, quietly sobbing

I scoff as I take the suitcase's handle and slowly backup, still looking at her weak form

"If this is really what you want..." I say as I get closer to the door, "then I'll go."

She again says nothing so I nod my head and leave the room

I take my phone and charger from the counter and stuff them into my hoodie's pocket then look behind me... hoping that my mother would run out and tell me to stay... that I can stay with the only person I had... but she didn't

So I used my sleeve to wipe my tears and walked out the front door

*Time Skip*

I look at my lock screen to see the time, it was 2:16 am

It's been almost four hours since I left and all I've done is walk around the quiet city while crying

I tried going back to the library to see if it was possibly still open but when I saw all the lights off in the empty building, I left and started walking around different parts of the city until my feet started hurting. I made my way to the closet park where there was multiple open benches available

When I sat down, I took a deep breath and started thinking... I have no house, no money, and no other family. The only things I own are the items in my suitcase, the clothes on my back, and a phone that could stop working due to my mom cancelling my cell service

That's when I started crying again. I tried my best to make my mom's life easier. I tried to do well in school, I tried not to ask her for things, even if it was necessary like new bras or pads, I tried to stay out of the house for as long as possible so she can have time for herself. I tried so hard... but obviously it wasn't enough