"where have you been?" my mother ask sternly. I gave her a look that doesn't give a fuck and walk pass her.
where have I been those past hours? I've been hooking up with someone. I want to tell her that but I don't want to upset her more.
"don't you dare ignore me." she spat and pull my hair, I stumble back and glare at her.
"if you're not my daughter I'm literally going to kill you at this moment." she said, I smirk and slap her hands off my hair.
"just kill me already. you always say that but you don't even do it... do you want me to get a knife in the kitchen for you?" I ask and she even look furious than before.
I let out huff, "all you do is talk, do you want me to kill myself in front of you?" I said and she slap me hard on the face.
"don't you dare talk to me like that!" she yelled at me.
"I really hate you, I hope you know that." I said then grab my bag and left the house, still hearing the screams from my mother.
I pull my hoodie up my head and went to my hiding place, which is the rooftop of the apartment were living.
I light up the cigarette and blow it seeing white smoke in front of me.
I sigh, "why am I even born..." I said let a out chuckle. "what? If I'm not her daughter she will kill me? pfft then why didn't she kill me yet?" I let out dry laugh and blow my cigarette.
smoking is the only way to relieve my stress, everyday I'm always like this. same routine I got scolded when I step in our house and got stress then smoke. I miss my dad, I wish he didn't leave me with that witch. I'm not like this before, smoking? I hate smoking before and I hate seeing someone smoke. but I smoke now and I don't care. smoking is my stress reliever and without it I will cut my wrist again, funny how smoking stop me from that habit. but I miss seeing blood oozing down my wrist.
In school, I'm a top student. everyone admire me but I don't give a fuck. I smoke at the back of the school where no one sees me. In school I don't have friend cause I don't want one, everyone in school just look fake to me even the teachers. I often hook up with boys when I'm really stressed out and make out with random stranger in the club, I even hook up with girls and make out with them. I don't care about my life anymore, I hate my life and I don't wanna live anymore.
I blow the cigarette for the last time and throw it on the ground stepping on the fire.
just like that I got stress and smoke till my heart content.
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use me | choi yeonjun ✔
Fanfiction"kiss me everytime you crave cigarettes." In which you smoke just to relieve your stress.
