I walked into the house, dropping the bags almost immediately.
" Home so soon."
I took my sweater off and grabbed the bags, Hoseok helping.
" I don't need your help."
I snatched the milk jug from his hands and made my way to the kitchen.
" Y/N I know that.. I caused you a lot a lot of pain.. from last time.. and I get that.. but I'm trying here."
" Hoseok the only person I'm worried about is my mom. If you decide to overdose again that's on you, not me." I said, shoving the rice into the corner of the kitchen.
I heard him sigh before his footsteps got close.
" Hoseok-"
" I know your mad. But I'm different now. Give me a chance. Please... Your only gonna be in here for a couple months before you move to New Zealand for schooling right..? Can't we just make the most of what time we have now?"
I looked at him before nodding.
" Yea.."
" So..? Movie night like the old times?"
I closed the cabinet and looked at him.
" I don't know. I have to do some more looking for schooling and then I'll think about it."
" I can help you. I know some good schools out in New Zealand and-"
" Thank you but I wanna do this on my own." I said, cutting him off.
He was blank faced before nodding. He turned and walked away, going to his room. I sighed and finished placing the food away before resting on the couch. I grabbed my phone to see 3 missed calls from Jungkook. I called him back and he responded immediately.
" Jung-"
" Follow me on Insta!"
" Huh..? Jungkook you know I don't do social media." I sighed.
" Pleaseee. You don't even have to like my pictures, though it'd be great if you did."
" Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?"
" Yea but I'm in the bathroom. I need 20 more followers till i reach 400 so pleaseee help me out and make it 19 more followers." He whined.
" Jungkook-"
" PlEaSeEeEeEeE!!"
" OKAY OKAY FINE!" I yelled, Jungkook laughing on the other side.
" Thank you. I'll text you my Insta. Byeee!"
He hung up quickly. I sighed and shut the phone off, looking outside. The moon was basically up at this point, the sounds of teenagers laughing loudly.
" What do you even do on Insta?" I mumbled to myself.
I stood and made my way to my room, ready to take a shower. I grabbed a towel, clothes and made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm. As i did that, I downloaded Instagram.
" All this signing up.." I mumbled, finally my account made.
I shut my phone off and stepped into the shower. I heard my phone ding and I ignored it, it most likely being Jungkook texting me his Insta.
I stood in the shower, letting the water hit my body. I sighed and closed my eyes. I was so tired. So sad. My mom was leaving me and I couldn't do.. anything. I felt like I failed to take care of her.
I remember the day I came home one day. I was maybe 9? I had just came back from school alone, though I was supposed to be picked up by my dad. I mean I was 9 you know... what is a 9 year old doing walking home alone?
" Where is your father?" She'd ask.
" I don't know. He never came." I replied, kissing her cheek before making my way to the kitchen to make a start dinner.
She sighed and stood from folding the clothes. She was already having back problems. Yet she was still pretty young. She had always told me to stand up straight before I ended up with back problems like hers.
I already knew what was going to happen. She'd call him. He won't pick up. He'd come home, claiming he was held up at work, despite his clothes smelling of alcohol or another female. But my mom never cared. She always told me that a good wife was patient. Understanding.
But that night my mom gave up the good wife act.
The second my father walked in the house, my mom threw a bag at his chest. He tumbled back a bit before looking up in pure confusion.
I was in the bathroom when it all happened. The screaming. The crying. Even the moment that man hit my mom. I remember running out the bathroom and slapping my dad. I was tall. Somewhat. He was bending over a bit, looking down at my mother in disbelief.
" DON'T EVER COME HERE AGAIN!" I screamed.
" Y/N li-"
" You are not my father. Your a sad excuse for one. You haven't done shit for me but show me what a pathetic man looks like. You aren't my father and I refuse to think of you as one. Get out and don't come back!" I screamed, throwing his bag right at his face.
And i never heard from him or saw him again
I opened my eyes to the knocking of the door.
" Y/N..? You okay? You've been in there a while."
" Yea Hoseok.. I'm coming out now." I said.
I washed up real quick with the slightly cold water and made my way to my room. It was already dark out and the street lights were shining through my curtain. I closed them for privacy before going to lotion up and put my pajamas on.
" Y/N.. Hey I'm going out to get my pills. I'll be back in about an hour.. do you want anything?"
" No Hoseok." I said.
" Alright... uhm... I'm locking the door. Don't answer for anybody."
" Jesus Hoseok I'm fucking 20. I can take care of myself." I said.
" Yet your living with me."
I froze, embarrassment coming over me.
" I'll be back in a hour."
I heard the door open and close. I always knew Hoseok wasn't the most gentle. But there's some times that I guess I forget that.
After I was dressed I grabbed my phone, looking at the multiple messages Jungkook sent me. One of which was his username.
dxddy_kook
I gagged at the name before copy and pasting it into Instagram. His profile popped up and I followed him, taking a look at his photos. One caught my eye. It was a photo of him, messy hair and all, with the caption
Just had my first time.. kinda crazy. She better not call tomorrow
I gasped before gagging, putting my phone down and falling back. I was too tired to even talk to him at that point. I closed my eyes and before I knew it I was fast asleep
Hey guys. I know it's been a while since I last posted but I've been busy with school and I guess I've been a little unmotivated. But I'm back and I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.
