Dazais pov
"You are the reson this family is falling apart".
"Why don't you ever just stop talking".
"Your just a burden ".
"I wish I could turn back time to make you a better son".
I laid on my bed thinking about the words my father said to me over the past week. I swear that man is bipolar. Like one minute he talks about how I hide in my room to much and the next he shouts at me and tells me to leave him alone. Like what the hell am I supposed to do just fucking deal with his dumb mood swings.
I got a text in my phone and when I looked at it I saw it was just my boyfriend kunikida sending a goodnight text. That gave me a reason to check the time and I saw it was past midnight. I could hear my bother snoring in a bed next to mine. Yes I share a room as a 16 year old.
I hate it here at home and I hate my whole family. I sometime wish they would all just die. Yet I can't kill then. I can't do something like that. It's Illegal after all.
I groaned flipping over on my bed. Trying to get at least a little bit of sleep before school starts. Yet my thoughts kept running through my head if what I could possibly do to save myself from this hellish nightmare I call my life.
Then it hit me.
I'm turning 17 next month so technically if I where to run away then the cops wouldn't go looking for me. I'd be free from this family and horrid life. The only problem is kunikida.
How could I possibly leave him.
I eventually fell asleep and the next morning I grabbed a few items from my room and stuffed them into my backpack.
Once I got to school I put those items in my locker. It was a pair of pants underwear and a shirt. If someone questions why I have them in my locker I can say it's in case I get wet or dirty so I can have a change of clothes. I also grabbed a empty small metal box. I had a little bit of money saved at the bottom then put pencils and pens in it so no one would question why I have it.
I felt arms wrap around me in a soft hug then turned my head to see kunikida was hugging me.
"Morning doppo". I whispered and he nodded.
"Osa why do you have so much random stuff today"?
"Don't worry about it my love" I said patting his head and he let go of me. He looked unhappy with my answer but didn't question any further.
The day went on like a normal school day and even though I didn't have anything in it I still brought my backpack home with me.
When I got home I heard my father yelling at my little brother for something stupid so I just went to my room. I stayed there for a few hours and texted kunikida then my brother came into the room telling me dinner was done.
The table was quiet because of my father's headaches. I don't know why we would all be eating together if just us breathing pissed him off. Yet here we are. Suddenly my phone rang showing I got a text making my father growl at me.
"Why the fuck does everyone have to be so damn loud".
"Sorry it was just my boyfriend " I answered getting up from the table before my father starts yelling at me for swing gay and how much of a sin it is. When I came out two years ago he tried to pray the gay away.... Yea.
I slipped back into my bed and stayed there for the rest of the day.
The next day I brought a few more items from my house and a few dollars. This went on for awhile. Yet I would only take a few items at a time so I still left most of my stuff in my room so it didn't look like anything was missing.
