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Ch.6 - Past Pains and Future Fears (Nayeon)

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Chapter 6 - Past Pains And Future Fears

"Hello...mom," you did your best to keep the disdain out of your voice as began wondering what this woman could possibly want right now. Your mother wasn't one to contact you, preferring to do everything she could to stay away from you unless she needed something.

"Y/N wonderful you're free I was concerned I was going to spend hours trying to reach you, I need to speak with you," you suppressed a groan as you held yourself back from chewing the woman out for her rude greeting. "I received a call from your grandmother asking if we would be attending a family reunion dinner. I have already volunteered you to help prepare dinner."

"Wait i thought you and Roger were still on vacation in New York?" You couldn't believe the nerve of the woman, She was always making decisions without asking people beforehand. She was exactly like her mother, she loved walking around flaunting Roger's money acting as if it somehow made her better than others and that it somehow made her opinion more valid than everybody else's, completely disregarding what everyone else wants. What irritated you more was the fact that anytime you would have these "reunions" most of it would be spent with your mother insulting and belittling you while the rest of the family either agreed with her or remained silent.

Your mother wasn't an angel before your dad passed by any means, she still had this air of arrogance surrounding her, but after your father passed she started blaming you for all of her shortcomings, constantly reminding you just how worthless you were and that you were just like your father, that you would never amount to anything, that you should have felt honoured that she still kept you around. From the age of three all the way into your pre teens your mother did everything she could to put you down, emotional and mental abuse occurring daily, always threatened of things getting worse if you even thought of telling anyone.

In a sick, twisted way you missed those days, back then it was just words, a few petty insults thrown at you everyday and verbal lashings to cripple your self esteem. That all changed when you hit thirteen, your mother, after diving head first into a drinking binge, once again began tearing into you for simply being on this earth, ranting on for hours about how her life would have been so much better if she had never married your "loser" of a father, or how maybe they wouldn't have been poor if you weren't alive.

Leading up to that point you had sat back and delt with the insults, even after learning by watching other kids at school with their parents that what your mother was doing to you was wrong. You put up with it because you felt that it was easier, or maybe, deep down a dark and twisted part of you felt like you deserved it, however the comment about your father had finally caused something to snap in you. Your vision went blurry as you could only remember certain key moments, you were screaming, then pushing your mother back as she tried to advance on you, the next you remembered was laying on the ground, clutching your head in agony as you stared at your mother in shock, still holding the glass bottle that she struck you with.

That was the night that you learned it could get so much worse, that was the night your mother had realized how effective beating you could be. She skipped past simple smacks or even punches, often opting to use pans or bottles of alcohol to beat you with, often knocking you out as she always went too far in her fit of rage. You were surprised you didn't suffer any major head injury apart from two confirmed concussions, frankly you considered it a miracle you were still alive.