letters | nct dream

no. 16

ahri

incoming call
giant baby

accept | decline

"hey"

"ahri, where are you?"

"fudge. i forgot to tell you that i'm grounded... i'm sorryyyyy can you just come over to my house?"

"but your parents..."

"they said that they don't mind. come on, they won't bite so get your lazy ass here. i got popcornnnn"

"fiiiine... i'm hanging up"

"k bye"

"bye"

call ended

"why is your friend so afraid of us? do we look like bad people because i think we don't" mom asked me with a fake pout.

"well... don't tell anyone but, her mother is abusive" my parents' eyes widened.

"what? then we should report it—" i cut my dad off.

"no. no. wonyoung said she doesn't want to. i don't know why either, the best thing we can do is to respect her decision" i can't quite understand what's going on in that girl's mind.

i knew her mother was abusive the moment i heard her shouting from inside their house. i unintentionally passed by wonyoung's house when it was a sunday, if i remember correctly. i was about to knock on the door when i heard crashing and shouting from the other side of the it. the next morning, i saw her covering up some cuts and bruises.
"i despise her mother with every inch of my being" i sternly said, earning a look from my parents.

"well, that's not a lot of inches" my mom smirked, earning a high five from my dad.

i--

i just got burned by my own parents. i swear these two are just kids trapped in an adult body.

"well, no, seriously. if wonyoung's mother does something drastic then we'd have no choice but to report her. whether she likes it or not" my dad declared after bursting out into a laughing fit.

ding

ding

ding

we really need to change that doorbell. i stood up from my seat and went over to the door. i peeped into the hole-thingy in the door— dunno what it's called— and opened the it immediately.

"ahri..." wonyoung looked as though she could faint any minute.