(Completed) Mr. Kim

21 Twenty-one

I was slowly going crazy. The cold hearted and uncaring persona I've held onto for the past five years was breaking apart quickly.

I started to cry more, started to show more anger and emotions, I started to care what people thought about me.

All my hard work, was just going down the drain. And one word was what made that happen.

"Father."

That was the word. Just that word made my world go up in flames, reminding me of my horrible past self.

And currently, I was crying in an empty classroom, just because someone called me a fag.
I was being pathetic, but a slow smile made way on my face as I remembered that spring break was near. I would be able to recover. I don't care if Sana gets affected, Jimin, Taehyung.......

I lifted myself up and wiped my tears.
Tomorrow, I would be able to fix myself. Tomorrow was the day that I could show my true colors.

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My eyes and face showed disgust as my makeup washed away, my soulmate mark on display.

Fuck this mark. If I could, I would carve it off my face and never see it again.
But, life's a bitch and so is reality.

I hated my soulmate mark. Not because of the actual mark, but because of the meaning behind it.

Even if I found my soulmate it wouldn't fucking go away, meaning that I would still be outcasted no matter what. Whether I showed it off or not.

"Fuck my life and me." I say.
I sigh, fixing my face to show no emotions, walking out of the bathroom of my old house.

I walk down hallways, walking into my fathers master bedroom. I walk past the unkept bed and through the horrible smell, walking all the way to the extra door where the smell was coming from.

I open the door and I smile, greeting the reek of blood, mold, tears, and vomit.
I walk down the rusty old stairs, finally finding myself standing in the middle of the wide room.

I look around, looking past all the metal chains and weapons on the walls.

"Finally....................I'm home."

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Lynn~~