[M] Home (1/1)
*I should warn you language is a tad bit heavy in this chapter...and maybe the whole story.* Someone great once said 'Family is a necessity', or some shit like that. Not in my case. "Lee Tae Ah! Get your stupid ass down the steps right now, you worthless whore!"Maybe for some it is. I guess some do depend on the family dynamic to live on."You bitch! I saw him leave your fucking room this morning! What the hell was my boyfriend doing in your room! HUH?"Or maybe those who never had that sense of a real family learn to live without it. Without the hugs and kisses and the I miss yous and the I love yous. "It's all your fault, you piece of shit! Do you not want me to be happy? FUCKING ANSWER ME!" Yeah, I think I can live without it. "I'm sorry, Jiyeon." I bowed to my mother. "That's all you know how to say! FUCKING SORRY! But that shit ain't cutting it anymore." I'd hate to think that I've been loving this women for seventeen long years. This vile, beastly excuse of a female. But I have and I still do. No matter how much it kills me inside. I put up with her words and glares. I have no other choice. Who else would take me? My mother's family wanted me aborted, at least that's what Jiyeon told me. "What do you want me to do, Jiyeon? I don't ask your one-night-stand's to sneak in my room and watch me sleep." I sigh, rubbing my temples with my thumbs. Think Tae, who the fuck could you go to? Wait! I have a father, right? I mean, I must have a father or else I wouldn't even exist, right? Of course, a father. But how to find him? I know is name is Oh something. Oh something Su. "I want your skank ass to stop stealing my men! Aish, I'm going to kill that bastard the next time I see him!" Your mother swore, taking a slow drag from the cigarette inbetween her petite fingers. "Who, Jiyeon? Who are you going to kill, other than me?" The last part coming out in a whisper that cause Jiyeon to raise her eyebrow."Your father! OH FUCKING HYUN SU! That asshole..."Oh. Hyun. Su. I'm gonna have to Google him after Jiyeon leaves for her night shift. I guess I should be grateful to this woman for even working to keep a roof over our heads. "Now I have a gentleman friend coming over tonight, so your ass better be in your room when I get back! And lock that damn door while your at it, I don't want him to gag after seeing your face!" Jiyeon then got up to walk to the door, glaring daggers over her shoulders as she began to leave. "Are you going to bring back food? I'm really hungry, mom."Jiyeon spun on heels and stalked over to me, like a lion ready to pounce on a zebra. She grabbed my chin and twisted it upward so I was only millimeters away from her face. "Listen here, Lee Tae Ah. You are a mistake! I don't fucking want you! You don't mean shit to me! Get that through your fucking skull. Just because I gave birth to you doesn't give you the right to call me mom. DO YOU HEAR ME?" I nodded as much as I could, still in her grip. She smirked and ran a finger down my cheek. "And you could starve for all I care." And she left. I breathed a sigh and tried to hold back the whimper that was slowly escaping my lips. I cried for a while after she left, knowing I was wasting time. I collected myself as best I could and sat myself on the swivel chair in the living room. I sniffle as I type in the name Oh Hyun Su. Pausing for a brief second, I pondered the thought of actually leaving the place I lived in for seventeen years. Those seventeen years of hell. Without a light huff, I place my hand on the computer mouse. A single tear ran down my face as a pressed the Search button. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Soooo whatcha think? A little too....depressing? (If you think s, mianhe~) But I promised, at least I think I did, the mother to daughter verbal abuse. Please comment so I can know if this is even worth writing~ d(^~^)b LilyLycan B.