the little boy screamed the names of his parents at the top of his lungs as the house finally collapsed, the fire had burnt out the whole building.
"mom!"
but there was no one else than the nervous policeman to comfort the five year old.
his mother wasn't there anymore.
and so was his dad.
"shh....everything's gonna be alright!", the policeman mumbled.
minghao had waited for exactly twelve years for 'everything to be alright'.
and up until now, that still hadn't happened.
after his parents had died, he was stuck in this orphanage, surrounded by other kids and the nurses who always acted like they cared when they didn't.
if they had cared, why didn't they notice the scars lacing around the wrists of the brown-haired boy, then?
so they didn't care and it made minghao sad.
nobody cared.
the kids in his school talked shit about him, about his dead parents.
the kids in the orphanage had enough shit to deal with, they didn't even have time to care about others.
minghao had been feeling lonely for exactly twelve years by now.
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the kids don't wanna come home | SVT BXB
Fanfictionon the run from their horrible parents, thirteen teenagers meet up in the music room of their school everyday. because the only way to forget everything is music- and each other. But of course, life just said fuck these 13 boys in particular and soo...
