Random Call | luhan

Random Call

This day was too much for me to bare. I should just go home and isolate myself away from everyone else.

I was drenched with slimy eggs and stuffs but I just let it be. I don't care anymore if they think I'm disgusting. I don't care anymore.

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"What happened to your clothes?! Don't you even realized how hard it is to wash clothes?!" My stepmom scolded as soon as she noticed my ruined uniform.

I feel so infuriated. I never had a good day in my life ever since father married this b*tch. Can't I have a break with all this drama. I'm so tired. So tired.

"Why do you even care? You're not the one who washes my clothes anyway." I answered sarcastically making her fume in anger.

"Don't you ever talk back to me young lady! I'm still your mother!" She spatted slapping me hard on my right cheek.

It was painful but I didn't flinch. I want her to see that I'm not the weak girl she used to know.

A smirk formed in my lips as I bore my glaring eyes at her making her flinch in shock.

"Mother?" I bitterly chuckled. "Heck. I don't have a mother like you." I said.

Before she could even utter any word, I went inside my room, shutting it close as I entered my room.

My back rested at my door. This time, all the tears I held inside of me escaped out of my eyes. I cried helplessly as I sat down the floor hugging my knees as I burried my face on my knees.

I don't know how long I stayed like that. Half an hour? An hour? I don't know.

As my tears run dry, I held my head up only to scan my room. It was dimly dark. It was dull. It felt so depressing.

My eyes landed on a sharp object that was laying on my study table, I slowly stood up, making my way near the desk.

I don't know why but, it seems like the sharp object was calling me. It was the only thing I could clearly see as of now.

I held the sharp cutter, placing it near my pulse. "No one has ever loved me. No one cares for me. I should just erase myself in this selfish world." I muttured as dry tears runned through my cheeks.

I closed my eyes as I tightly held the object that will eventually end my life. I was feeling it's cold blade touch my skin but then my phone started ringing and since it is programmed on answering any calls automatically, it really did answer the random call.

I stopped on what I was supposed to do when the caller started singing instead of speaking.

"You hide your pain underneath a smile

Eventhough you've been hurting for a long while.."

The voice sounded so familiar. But I couldn't pin-point who is the owner of the voice since the number was unregistered.

" I can see the trembeling of your fragile wings

I can tell you're suffering.." I was completely drowned with his voice. His song was piercing my heart. I don't know why, but, I felt the song was meant for me.

"I'm telling you

You can stay here right by my side

I'll keep you safe with me

You'll be fine.." Then it hit me, it was only then I realize how dumb I am to nearly commit suicide.

I dropped the cutter I was holding as I slumped down on my knees hardly crying.