It's my birthday and of course my boyfriend hobie was being amazing all day
We watched movies, ate snacks, made out
But one thing was missing
My mom or dad hasn't even said happy birthday
I'm so tired of them doing this
"Phones work both ways"
I don't wanna just see on phones we live in the same house just come see me
Whenever I go to them to remind them they're all
"Mhm..was that really so important I had to pause my show" they don't even sleep in the same room anymore
I've lived with this all my life this is the first year I got to share it with someone who actually cares but why am I still sad
Why am I still crying
I did everything I could it's not fair
Why was I born into this broken home
Why can't my parents love me like I love them
Why..
I felt the tears coming down but I didn't care
Then my door opened
Shit it's hobie
I wiped my eyes
"Y/n..whats wrong" how did he know I was crying
"It's Not anything serious"
"It doesn't matter I'll listen to anything you tell me"
Fuckkk
I felt the tears coming again
Hobie hugged me and put a hand on the back of my head
I put my head in his chest and cried
I shouldn't even be crying about this to hobie
He's not loved at home either
"My parents didnt say happy birthday thats all" I wiped my tears
(I remember I cried when I was younger cuz my dad spelt my name wrong)
"It's alright y/n they don't matter I'm here..I'll always be here"
He pat my head
(IM SO BAD AT THIS)
I sighed and he laid down trying his best to stay in that position
Then we just talked until I fell asleep
I have the best boyfriend ever