Blood | j.jk

Blood | Chapter 1

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Rain.

Thunder.

Blood boiling through my dad's veins.

"You can't get into college with these grades!" Dad shoved the papers at my face. His eyes were furious. His hands were clenching too hard. I can tell by looking down, he's ready to leave me and my family.

"You already know so well that we can't afford to pay for anything. We sacrificed so much for you and this is the grade you'll be giving us?" Unknowingly, a punch flew right across my face. I was knocked back, falling to the ground. A tear slipped down my cheek.

"Jung! Don't do that!" Mom stood in front of me, trying to block dad who's about to punch me more.

"This is what fucking happens when you have a boyfriend during high school. You won't get into college because of him!" Dad started to swear in front of my four siblings and mom.

Dad is right. I won't get into college. I've put with so many hardships through my life. I set aside college for better luck on life. But I realized, college was the only luck to have a better life.

No matter how much I try, no matter how many numbers trying to reach the level 95 on my report, I'm always end up getting punched or yelled at. Saying that I'm worthless. Saying that I shouldn't attend school. Saying that I should never been in the family.

I'm used to it now. Nothing will change even if I do something.

"Y/N, never come back." I heard dad's madness in his voice. "You don't deserve to make us proud."

With that, I ran off. I bursted the door and ran faster than my life. Tears kept falling down my cheeks as rain drops on my head. I passed so many street lights and cars in traffic.

I was never special to them.

I stopped running to catch my breath. I took deep breaths but it converted to breaking down emotionally. I fell to the ground and cried quietly. The darkness surrounding me was always there. Even when I'm with my family.

"Hey hey, what's wrong?" I looked up and see a man. My vision wasn't clear to see his face.

"Here, let me help." He extended a hand. I ignored him. The way he dressed was so baggy. His face was covered by a hood. It disgusts me thinking, he would want to help a girl who's crying on the streets in the rain.

I got up by myself. "Please go away, I don't want help." I said politely.

But that was the worst decision I made in my life.