❤︎ BETTER ON MY OWM ❤︎

chapter one

Ian pov

(He is 14 in this chapter)

I wake up. seeing the hit Bangladeshi sun peeking through my rooms curtains. I let out a big yawn .
Realizing it was a Thursday. I was relieved. (In Bangladesh Friday and Saturdays are holidays instead of Saturdays and Sundays)

I open my door
And look through our medium sized apartment.
I saw a plate covered by another plate.
It was some rice and meat
So I put it in the microwave and wait,
as I was waiting

I peek into the living room
I was shocked
I saw my mom shirtless in a video call with a guy who has a thick voice. I didn't want to interrupt her though.
She went through ALOT . If your asking why?, My dad is Very abusive , both mentally and physically. Once he was angry , he through the remote on my mom but she luckily with her Karen powers dogged it and it ended up hitting our TV . My dad was furious , he blamed mom for breaking it EVEN THOUGH he through it . I knew my mom was cheating on my dad . She did it many times . 6 times to be exact. But there was something different about this guy. He wasn't speaking Bengali he was speaking English and he didn't even have an accent , that kinda freaked me out but I ignored it and moved on with my day.

My food was done, so I placed the plate on the dining table and started eating. By this time my mother realized that I was awake and came up to me. And started talking like nothing happened. "Good Morning!" She said in a very happy tone. "তুমি কখন ঘুম থেকে উঠেছ, সোনামুনী?"
("When did you wake up, dearie?")
I replied " 5 minutes ago". She gave me a death stare, because she knew she got caught. I smirked a bit and said in bengali  "I won't tell anyone".
"Okay, please don't" she said with fear in her voice .

Right then we both heard a big thud "thudd....thudd...."
We knew what that meant. "well he's awake now" I said in bengali. My mom nodded. Just then the door slammed open. It was my dad . He was a weed and tabaco addict.
He got fired for that reason. And he went to jail in
Hong Kong  for selling illegal drugs . It caused him to get black listed in Hong Kong. He had a very small temper and he was abusive as I said
He was dressed and left the flat immediately. My mom and we both didn't know what he did when he left the flat. But we has some speculations.
Then I got ready for school, packed all the books I needed in my bag (Bangladeshi school don't allow lockers) and I rushed down from our flats on the 6th floor of the building. And saw my dad waiting for me. He hoped onto his motorbike and I followed.

Like most motornike rides. Both of us didn't make any contact with each other. And I just admired the scenary of Dhaka.

He dropped me off infront of the school. Then I saw my toxic friends nasif waiting for me.
(For anyone's concern , English is highly used in Bangladesh for official purposes, and all schools teach it. Ian went to an english school so they spoke English alot)
He heard nasif say some stupid things like "bro, you use Android? What ARE YOU POOR?" Like I don't get it My parents prefered ios and I preferred android so what the sin in that?. "Yeah dude, I'm not poor but I just prefer using a phone with alot of space in it , which is fast, and doesn't need to be fixed twice a year". He gave me a wierd stare. By this point we were close to the stairs, like more buildings in dhaka. There was quit less space alot of floors.
Our stupid school didn't allow us to use the lift (elevator) .
My classroom was on the 4th floor. We reached the 4th floor in a minute or two.

I saw our teacher  give out some worksheets for homework.
And the day went on, it was boring as hell. Then the bell in the 4th period rang and now it's was tiffin break. I rushed to wash my hands and set down on my chair and put out my lunch box. It was kfc . I started to chat to my bff labib.
Then our 20 minute tiffin break ended.
The day went on boring as fuck.
Then eventually the last bell range and I rushed downstairs waiting for my dad to pick me up.
I saw him there so I went outside.

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I asked him " ki hoise?" (What happened?)
He replied "bashae jeye kotha bilbo" (we'll talk at home)
I was scared. Many thoughts were going around my head
"Did he figure out I'm gay?"
"Did he beat my mom"
"Did he see my browsing history?"
"Are my parents getting a divorce?"
These scary thoughts ran through my head.
Then I realized that we were home.
I rushed upstairs