Bad Beginning 1

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Y/N's POV

I was out with my best friend Hoseok. We went out for churros. The guy at the churro stand was obviously checking him out. I couldn't blame him.

Hoseok was really handsome, his beautiful smile, his flawless complexion, and the fact he was able to pull of Disco ball earings.

Me on the other hand, not so much. People say I'm really pretty, and it might be true. But maybe the only reason I don't see it is because I've seen myself for so long and I only see imperfections.

"Here are your churros," The blacked haired worker said handing me my churro with a bland face. He gave the churro to Hobi smiling.

"Thank you," Hoseok and I said. We left walking down to the quiet part of the city.

"So Y/N where are you gonna be going for college?" Hobi asked biting into his churro.

"I dont know. I might go to a design school," I replied taking a small bite of my churro, "what about you Hobi?"

"I'm gonna debut as an idol," He jokingly said, "ima debut as a rapper. How cool would that be?"

"An idol? Does that mean we cant hang out anymore once you become famous?" I said cutely pouting my lips.

"No, we'll still call and text, Heck if I make enough money I can get us both outa here," He replied hugging the side of me. His hand joining mine. His sight for the future was good.  We continue walking until we reach my house. We both entered only to hear yelling, and screaming.

"Its your fault we haven't told Y/N we've been divorced for three years! I only stay here to raise my children!" I heard my mom yell from the living room.

"Its your fault-" My heart acked, I pushed Hobi out the door closing it behind me. Hobi quickly brought me into a hug. I bit my lip trying to contain my crying.

"Go ahead and cry, I'm always here for you," Hoseok said, I began to cry, my tears darkening his t-shirt, "We can stay at my place if you want," I nodded backing away from his chest. I held his hand all the way to his house, "Eomma! Appa! I'm home and Y/N is with me!" As he shouted his mother appeared.

"Honey why is your face all puffy?" She said caressing my cheek, "Hoseok what did you do?" His mother said sternly. Hitting his arm.

"He didnt do anything. May I stay here for tonight?" I asked.

"Of course you can your welcome here anytime," She said giving me a hug. She left.

"I'll ask my sister if I can grab some pjs for you. You can sit on the couch for now," He said leaving my side. He went into his sister's room. I plopped myself onto the couch. Bzz Bzz

My phone. I looked at it, it was my mom. I declined to call. Hobi came back with cloths, "thank you Hobi," I said going into the bathroom with my stuff. She called so many times in just a minute, and even texted.So did my dad. I ignored them, I silenced my phone.

I walked back out, Hobi was in pjs too,"You wanna watch a movie?" He asked, I sat down next to him. I nodded, "Any movie suggestions?" I shook my head. He played a movie.

About thirty minutes into the movie, I was getting tired. Crying was taking the energy out of me. I laid my head on Hobi's lap. He didnt care, it was a natural thing we do.

I checked my phone;

11:49 pm. April 10, 2020

68 missed calls: Mom

24 missed calls: Dad

33 messages: Mom

55 messages: Dad

I put my phone back down, I closed my eyes drifting into a better world away from from this mess. A world that was like cartoons, nothing bad happens, and if it does, good will come your way. You wont get hurt either.

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