PAINFUL LOVE (on hold)

IT HURTS

I woke up a bit early today to complete my pending school work before heading to school.

Everyone hates school, but me, I love that place but it hurts that I don't got to attend a korean school. Since we are living in America, everything at our home is in American fashion, even my parents!

I took my family photo from the side-table and held it tightly, close to my chest. Small tear drops started cascading down my cheeks, damping the valley formed.

"Dad, you shouldn't have left me alone in this cruel world without telling me that mom won't love me as she used to." You cried looking at the photograph.

Your relationship with your mother changed drastically as soon as she remarried.
Your stepfather was an American with already a boy, elder than you. Few years after marriage, your sister was born and since then your mother forgot you.

Even bad, she started abusing you and hurting you for your slightest mistakes. But Ken, your stepbrother was unlike his parents. He was kind to you and treated you gently.

"You awake already?" Ken asked you

"Yeah! I thought to finish my assignment before going to school."

"Cool! Well I'm going to So..aa..Sydney with my friends so came to say goodbye."

At first you couldn't believe his words. Not because he is going far but because he was your only caretaker.

Your stepfather was a prominent businessman of America or you might say the richest one! Your home was a huge mansion with separate floor for servants.

Even though you were like a shadow for your parents but still you had everything for yourself, like your bank account, your room, a personal maid etc. So there wasn't any difficulty in your daily life except for the beatings that you got almost daily.

"I see! When will you be back Ken?"

"Maybe a month later"

"I'll miss you the most brother."

Ken gave you a kiss on your forehead and took his leave, leaving you alone in this mansion.

Finishing your assignment, you did your morning routine and got ready for your school.

While sitting alone on the dining table, you ate your breakfast and were about to leave when you saw your dad.

"Good morning dad!" You bowed.

"Don't fucking show me your korean culture here to act cheesy. You've been living here just because you are my wive's daughter, otherwise I'd have thrown you out already."

You felt a knot in your throat. Tears were about to flow but you managed to stay calm.

"Why didn't you abandon me then? It would have been much easier!" You thought to yourself.

"Y/N please leave. Why do you always want to pick up a fight?" Your mother shouted.

"Since when I started fighting? You both were the ones to hit me and scold me unnecessarily." You cried.

Your stepfather got irritated at your raised voice and furiously slapped you, throwing you on the floor.

You lay there, touching your face to feel the heat generated. It pained there but you were helpless as your only saviour had left.

"You should have killed me instead. It's better to die at once rather than dying daily." You squealed.

"If you're so keen to die then go die in front of a car. But make sure that's not mine." Your father concluded.

"Sure I'll. I just tried to love both of you irrespective of your behaviour towards me but all in vain I guess." You said.

Without waiting for any reply, you rushed out of your mansion to your school to live few hours of comfort.

On your way you started listening to kpop songs since you were not into American songs that much. This slightly diverted your attention from what happened at home.

Soon you reached the school and saw your best friend "Rose" waiting for you outside the classroom.
(This isn't the BP rose but if you want it to be her, then you can imagine ofc😅)

"You're late today. What happened?" Rose asked.

"Same stuff. Got slapped by stepfather and scolded by mom. To add more pain, Ken left for vacation with friends."

"My goodness! Why don't you come and live with me then Y/N?" Rose asked.

"As if it's that easy. They will soon find about it and then beat me until I die. Don't you remember that night when I came at your place after listening to their rant and afterwards how much they hit me? Their is still that belt mark on my thigh." You explained.

"I know it's not right but you should run away from here. Just go. I can't see you suffering Y/N."

"Not a bad idea Rose but-"

RING RING-The school bell rang and you both ran inside your class.

The day ended at a nice note but you were dreading to go back at your home. You knew that you'll get a scolding or a hit for no reason.

While on your way to home, you kept thinking about the idea to leave. But you loved your mother even though she hated you. You can't live without her.

But then again, her regular beatings, scoldings, curses caused a stinging pain on your heart, making you believe that there might your fault always.

Soon you reached home but it was a bit late as you were drowned in your thoughts while walking.

"Is it the time to come home?" Your mom screamed.

"I'm just half an hour late! What's the problem?"

"Are you replying back to your mother now? When did you forgot your manners? You need to get a lesson learned!" Your mom boiled up.

She held your wrist tightly and took you to the spare room.

You followed without resisting as it wasn't new to you. But deep down you were praying for yourself. Everytime she took you to that room, you ended up not walking because of the harsh beatings.

Your mother took out the thick stick and closed the room.

You crawled up the corner of the room and held your knees tightly by your chest with your hands palming your face to give her small area to hit you.

"Aaahh..mom please" you cried loudly

"You deserve this Y/N and shut up!"

You were constantly crying and yelling but it was as if your mother was deaf. She was ignoring you and your pain but you were cursing in between your breaths.

Almost an eternity passed for you when you realised that the pain wasn't comming anymore and you were lying on the floor.

You tried to get up, but that horrible pain in your legs ceased you. You lay there waiting for any help but none came.

"It's too much now. I'm sick of this. I don't deserve this..no!" Sobbing loudly but no one could here you. You kept remembering your dad and Ken.

"Few more days and I'll be free."
You muttered and sat there only, waiting for the pain to reduce.

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