Chewing Gum

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*Fear not, there will be a glossary at the end*

Mira P.O.V

Wow...I'm usually the one that falls asleep. Tasha was passed out next to me. I know why though...(and you do too, so I'm not gonna explain cause I'm too lazy...hint: dad flashback) She's so peaceful when she sleeps...(in a non gay way) not a care in the world. Hopefully, I have no clue what's going on in that head of hers. She could be gaydreaming about Gwacha (even though she keeps denying her gayness, I could tell she had the hots for her) or having a night mare about her father. Poor thing, she's so sweet and she had to deal with that growing up. I saw how her dad treated her, like a fucking animal. And I was there for most of it.

||||||Flashback||||||

"Tasha, do you have any clue who those weird ass Chinese kids popping up in my recommended are?"

"No idea, they've been popping up in my recommended too. But hey, I'm not complaining, they're cute as hell"

"How about we go to your house and see who these little boys are all about?"

"My...house?"

"Come on, we're already almost there, and if we sneak in, your dad won't hear us, come on!"

"Fine"

She sounded reluctant.

Two minutes later we arrived. We obviously weren't quiet enough.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SO LATE"

*crash*
the mirror by us was shattered, a glass bottle along with it.

"I'm sorry dad..."

"SORRY DOESNT FUCKING CUT IT! AND YOU BROUGHT THAT DAMN FAGGOT GIRL ALONG TOO? WHATRE YOU BITCHES GONNA DO UP THERE? FUCK?"

"Dad, we're just friends. You don't have to get all worked up. I'm sorry, I'll clean the mess up"

"YEAH YOU BETTER YOU LITTLE SLUT"

she ran off to get a dustpan

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOURE GOING? YOURE PICKING THIS UP"

she couldn't say no.
she picked up every little piece with her hands.
by the time she was done, there was a pool of blood on the floor.
yet she still wasn't crying.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE FAGGOT"

I stood there in shock

Tasha looked up at me, her eyes telling me 'go, I'll survive.'

I nodded back and ran out the door.

As I ran, I heard more screaming from the house. Glass shattering, things breaking, constant apologies from Tasha.

And then finally, cries.

||||||End Of Flashback||||||

Oh god, I'm such a bad friend. I should have done something sooner rather than let her suffer all those years.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the toast pop out of the toaster.

When the frickity frack did I make toast?

As I waked in to the kitchen, to no surprise, Mingyu was standing right there, inhaling his toast.

"Πω ρε γαμώτο! Τι κάνεις μέσα στο σπίτι μου?!"