𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙸𝙸
❦Cussing, domestic abuse, death(read at your own risk) read from readers pov❦
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"Maybe father would be happy to see his only spawn dead, maybe he would…"
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I know he's friends with me out of pity, Lee Minho... He has beautiful features, unreachable looks...
We've been friends from the get go. I just came from a different country, he was born here. I was out casted, he had many friends. The day we became friends, that's when I found true happiness.
I'm not a very bright girl, and my looks aren't very good, un like Min's...
His relationship with his father is only something I could wish for... Only something I could dream for, I prefer his family over mines anytime, anywhere... Even if I was on Mars, even if the world was ending.
The day he bought me that hair clip, it made me happy, so happy. I wore it for the whole day, even when I got home. But home wasn't home, I should just call it a house with four walls and a roof. It's like being trapped in a enclosed box with someone you refuse to know yelling at you for the smallest things... "Your not pretty so I don't see you working as a model... " "your not smart so I don't see you working as a doctor!" "The only thing good comin' for you is death..."
It's like is words echo in my head every day... Even now.
The gusting wind of Korea making my cheeks cold, I won't make it to Christmas this year... Or New years... Or any other day or holiday.
Maybe father would be happy to see his only spawn dead, maybe he would...
I look at my phone the picture of Min and me is my wallpaper, I close my eyes remembering that moment, he won't be mad, will he?
I open my eyes and take a step closer to the ledge, looking down at this 10 story building, I see people walking by on the side walk... I see cars waiting for the red light to turn green, I see the beautiful lights of Seoul... I see his shining eyes smiling at me, I smell his scent, I feel his warmth.
I start to question, "Maybe, I shouldn't...." But then.
My phone rang, I opened it hoping it was him, hoping it was Minho, telling me to come over for dinner, or to come over for homework, or to just talk... But it wasn't...
"Where the hell are you! Your mother is worried get your ass home!"
Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks, I feel hopeless...
"Are you crying? You shouldn't be the one crying! Get your ass home now, you have 1 minute if you don't I'm beating your ass! You worthless piece of shit, a son would have been a better choice but you had to pop out of the womb! I raised a useless-"
I ended the call... Having to hear his annoying voice for the last time won't put my soul to rest.
I take off my shoes and place them neatly side by side like how I was taught to do, I place my phone in my shoe with a note, I go back to the ledge and look down, "If I jump here I'd hit people... I wouldn't want them to get hurt because of me..." I walk off, leaving my shoes, my note, and my phone.
I found a nice bridge to jump off, the weather is getting colder, the water is colder... Let's just hope the impact kills me...
I'm sorry Minho that you have to finish school on your own...
I'm sorry mom that I made you feel like that, like you raised a useless child... I know you loved me...
I have nothing more to say to anyone else... Including my father...
Goodbye world... I'll be here in another life.