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time: 2:27 am ~ Y/N's POV~
2:27 am. Thats what the clock read on my phone. I was home alone since my parents decided to go on their business trip to the United States earlier than expected. They'd be gone for 3 weeks. I had the house to myself so what was I doing? Blasting music, smoking and drinking.
I sat at my parents bar, the mahogany wood it was made from was beautiful. The velvet black stools were surprisingly comfortable. I sat there leaning back on the wood smoking a blunt. Into it by Chase Atlantic was playing in the background.
Ru, Atsumu, Kita and Suna were on their way over. I had invited them since the big house got lonely. All you heard was an echo in the house from its emptiness.
The bar was in the living room, which had black couches, a burgundy rug, flat screen TV and lastly the small coffee table in the middle. The walls were a light grey almost white with pictures of me from when I was little with my family.
This was before everything went downhill with me and my parents. I smile while taking a long hit, I was staring at a photo from when I was 10. It was my 10th birthday I was in the middle of blowing out my candles, you could see both of my moms smiling as they watched their precious daughter being happy.
I sigh letting myself exhale all the smoke. Was it a bad thing? The fact I changed so drastically because of what my father had done to me and my mom? Before my mom got with my other mother, i'd watch my dad beat her while drunk. Sometimes he would beat her and other times it was me. He even raped me from time to time.
Feeling my stomach where the big scar was. I sat there remembering what had happened.
*tw: abuse and rape mentioned*
*flashback*
*Age:8*
"YOUR A FUCKING WHORE" I heard my father yell at my mother as he continued to beat her from my small closet.
