#ara my beautiful baby i forgive you for everything you did

[themoonstonechronicler]

tiny writing exercise i did below the cut. i might try to do these somewhat regularly? its an ara drabble

because the sun was in her ribcage when she was young

because she watched the birds flying, and flowers growing, and rivers glistening from her window, and she did not understand. she hummed and combed her hair and skipped around her room, not understanding why her tutors wore iron chains on their belts or why they eyed her nervously

the tutors told her not to listen to the whispers, and though she protested that the whispers only wanted to help, the tutors said they would mislead her. and harm would come to the city because of it.

the whispers chanted "join us, come dance, spill your sunlit blood and voice on existence, and we will sing eternal"

she stopped listening to them eventually, because she did not understand. even though she did not understand. her thoughts were still so foggy. everything seemed cloudier lately. her tutors got mad when she didnt understand their teachings, and she cried, and her tears flared, and singed the table

autumn and winter were hard for her. she couldnt get out of bed, could barely think. at least her thoughts werent so loud then. they didnt clutter. but she didnt know if it was worth it; it was snowy and rainy, and she was cold. the emptiness in her chest got heavier then. it seemed like it had been getting heavier for so long

did she understand? she wasnt sure. what the tutors said didnt make sense, but she believed it. she had to. she had to stay in the room. everyone said so. except for the whispers, but she barely registered those anymore. even her friend said so. he loved her, she understood.(?) but he knew. he was different from her, and they were different from everyone else. the sun was in her ribcage, and the storming sky was in his

why couldnt she cry anymore. why couldnt she bleed anymore. why couldnt she sing anymore. where was the color. where was the light, where was the music. she knew every notch and scuff in the stones of the room. she knew what the chains on her tutors belts were for. she knew why she thought wrong

everything was so cloudy now, but as she curled up on the windowsill, watching the birds with dull eyes, she understood.

[randombtsprincessa]

Aberrations || 5

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Yoongi x Reader

Chapter:  01  02  03  04

“Y/N Y/L/N, get out here now.” I groaned into my pillow.

What a fantastic way to begin my goddamn day; being yelled at by my roommates. I scrambled out of my cozy, comfortable bed and padded out, scowling at my pristine and beautiful looking best friends while I most likely looked like a sack of potatoes next to them.

“Don’t you want to get to class?” Ara asked, raising her eyebrow at me.

“No, I am giving up on education and embracing the joys of sleep.” I said, taking a seat next to Doona as they both glanced at each other. “Well, that is not a relationship you want to encourage.” She said, reasonably.

“Really…? Because at the moment, my bed is treating a whole lot better right now,” I snapped.

“Coffee,” Doona said sagely and Ara quickly began pouring a mug as Doona reached out to rub my back. “It’s Yoongi again, isn’t it?” she asked.

I caught the glance Ara sent towards Doona and narrowed my eyes. “Who told you?” I asked immediately. I knew them long enough to catch the telltale signs.

There was a pause and Doona sighed. “Taehyung blurted it out last night.” She muttered. “Wow, I’m going to break his glasses today.” I vowed but Ara tsked, setting a steaming mug in front of me.

“Question is; why didn’t you tell us?” She asked.

“I’m taking care of it. You guys don’t always have to be worrying about me,” I mumbled.

“Bullshit, Y/N, we’re best friends, we look out for each other. What are you going to do?” Doona asked.

I put the mug down and began telling them about my plan to sabotage Yoongi and make him fail while Taehyung might have a shot at the first place. There was silence when I finished and I didn’t need to look up to see Ara and Doona were staring at me while exchanging alarmed looks over me.

“Wow, who’s influenced by Yerin now? That’s really harsh and you slapped him.” Ara said, a slow grin spreading over her lips.

“Ara,” Doona frowned at her before looking at me. “Are you…sure you want to do this? What if he figures it out?”

I smiled grimly, picking up my coffee mug. “I’ll get ready.” I said, walking into my room and shutting the door after me.

I arrived in Writing class on time, sitting down next to Yerin who threw me a look before leaning back, clicking her pen while running her nails on her notebook, a wordless question hanging in the air as she posed her air of nonchalance.

“Yerin, I am not going to ask you to ask me what is up.” I smiled sweetly at her and the clicking immediately stopped with a curse.

“Alright, then do you mind telling me why Doona called me telling me to change your mind from sabotaging a certain beautiful bastard we won’t name?” she asked.

“No,” I said.

“Y/N,” Yerin said warningly as Professor Seokjinentered the classroom. “He’s wearing pink today, yum.” I mumbled, hoping against everything that it would get Yerin off me.

“Oh, he’s always yum and we aren’t getting off track here, Y/N. Don’t do whatever you’re planning to do; it will only lead to trouble.” She said.

“Funny, I did it thinking of what you would do. Aren’t you the one who says to make people who hurt you pay?” I asked.

She opened her mouth before pausing, sighing, shutting her mouth before glancing once at Seokjinto see if he was paying attention then turned to me.

“I know what you’re saying, but this isn’t the proper way to go about it. If Yoongi figures it out he will more than like retaliate and it would be worse than messing with a grade. He could go to Namjoon and get you suspended out of that class. What about Taehyung? He wouldn’t want to win first place like this.” She said.

“What do I do then? I can’t just let him walk away from treating me like crap.” I said.

“I know and he won’t. Why didn’t you just tell Namjoon?” she asked.

“He will change my partner and nothing else. There will be no repercussions coming his way. Man’s a genius, he’ll whip up something and get first place anyway.” I hissed and the girl in front of us winced, turning to look at us frowning.

Yerin frowned right back.

“We have a real crisis here, honey, keep working,” she made a shooing motion with her hand and the girl rolled her eyes but turned away, not arguing with my intimidating partner.

Yerin stared at the girl for a bit to make sure she won’t do anything before taking my hand in hers gently.

“Look, we’ll work something out ok? He won’t get away with making you feel so horrible. Taehyung said you had been crying and no one does that to my best friend and lives, ok?” she said.

I smiled softly at her and she kept looking at me for a while before turning to drool over the admittedly sexy Professor Soekjin.

I put my head on my hand, wondering if I was ever going to get over the swirling thoughts of Min Yoongi in my mind.

My steps echoed in the creamy tiled halls as I briskly walked to the practice rooms to see Sehun. True, I still was walking on eggshells around him but I figured if I went I could see Jimin again. The big sweetie always managed to bring a smile on my face with his own, his eyes scrunching up by the way his cheeks lifted.

I opened the door and stuck my head in again, this time a lot less shy over the men in the room. I spotted Sehun standing by the mirror, his face tilted to the side as he frowned into the mirror.

I plastered a smile on my face, walking towards him, watching his eyes widen slightly when he saw my reflection before he was whirling about.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“I came to see some familiar faces.” I shrugged, smiling when I caught Jimin a few meters away. He caught my eye and smiled and I held up a finger to show him I’ll join him soon. Sehun caught that and he frowned at Jimin.

“You came to see Park?” he asked.

“Familiar faces,” I said again and his frown deepened. I reached for his neck, massaging the nape. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked softly.

He pulled away, backing to the mirror and turning to look at himself again. “Nothing is wrong. I’m just tired.” He said.

“Oh, Sehun, there is something I have to tell you.” I said. He glanced at me in the mirror. “Normally, I would wait till you’re free but we haven’t had time to talk at all and I just really need to talk,” I said. “Maybe you should wait till we have time then, I can’t really talk right now.” He said.

I paused, before starting again.

“You don’t have to talk. Just listen…please?” I asked and he sighed, lowering his body down to a stretch. “Fine, tell me.” I fiddled with my fingers, watching him. “Well, remember Min Yoongi, from the club…? He was being such a dick, saying awful things and I was just trying to come up with ways to teach him a lesson.” I began and he shot me a look, standing back up.

“Hang on; this is what you want to talk about? Some guy who is being a bit of a jerk? That’s what is so important that you had to come right into my practice time? What do you want me to do, beat him up?” he stopped there thankfully and I backed up looking away.

“No…I just,” I stammered, my confidence beginning to drain.

“Y/N, I’ve told you I can’t fight all of your fights. Grow a spine. Seriously, your constant whining is getting really old.” He snapped, hands running through his dark hair as he glowered at me.

I reeled back, blinking. I didn’t know what I had been expecting but it wasn’t this. Sehun usually would tell me to stand up for myself yes, but his support had always been assured…up until now. Now I just felt like I’d been left in the sea without floaters.

“You’re right…I’m sorry,” I said, backing away from him when I saw Jimin walking towards us, concern etched in his pretty face as he looked between me and Sehun. “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you’re fighting.” He said.

Sehun turned to glower at him too. “Stay out of it, Park. It’s your friend’s fault she’s like this.” He snapped.

I gasped, looking at him. Why was he lashing out like this?

“…Yoongi…?” Jimin asked, his eyes turning to me and a hand settling on my arm. “It’s nothing, Jimin. Don’t worry about it,” I mustered up a smile for the worried boy beside me.

“Well, if it’s Yoongi, why are you yelling at her then?” he turned back to Sehun.

“Jimin,” I hissed but Sehun’s face had already softened, as if Jimin’s words had switched something in him.

He sighed, lowering his head before giving me an impish look. “He’s right. I’m sorry; I shouldn’t be taking my stress out on you. Come here,” he said.

Jimin and I both stared at him, his hand still on my arm as we gaped at him mood swing. “Baby,” he said again and Jimin removed his hand, watching apprehensively as I put my hand in his.

He pulled it to his lips, kissing my knuckles softly and smiling. “Forgive me please; I’ll make it up to you? Date night, this Friday, at Dark Wild; just us, no one else,” he said.

I opened my mouth, wanting to ask him if he thought I would always be free whenever he asked but I didn’t want to when he was apologizing. Besides, I was actually free. I nodded mutedly, ducking my head when he leaned in. He paused, watching me before placing a kiss on my head and letting me go.

“Bells’ about to go, you should get to your class and tell Min Yoongi to stay away from you.” He said, tacking the end part on but I didn’t say anything, still feeling off about the way he’d snapped on me.

Jimin took a step towards me but clearly though the better of it under Sehun’s gaze but I still shot him a wistful smile which he returned a little hesitatingly.

I was almost down the hall of the practice room when I heard my name being called and running footsteps. I turned to look at Hoseok as he skidded to a stop in front of me.

“Look, I’m sorry about Yoongi.” He said immediately.

I raised my eyebrows coldly at him.

“Ok, maybe you don’t believe me and I don’t exactly know what he said to you because the man can clam up like a freaking shell and,” he raised his hands, “I’m not fishing for you to tell me either but I can tell it was bad. I just want you to know I don’t support him in his behavior towards most people.” He said.

I crossed my arms, waiting for him to continue.

“I think Jimin told you that we only found out that you were his partner and the one he was bitching about that night when Sehun introduced us. If we’re going to be around each other, I just think it’s best to clear the air. We are Yoongi’s friends after all, not Sehun’s, not really. He can be a bit of an ass at first. He even made Jimin cry one time.” He was rambling at this point and I sighed.

“No offense, Hoseok, I don’t see the point of what you’re saying.” I said.

“I’m saying that he takes really long to warm up to someone.” He said and I cut him off. “I doubt he’ll ever warm up to me, Hoseok. I found out what he truly thinks of me and even if he does warm up to me, I won’t.” I said.

“I understand that but I talked to him and I asked him what happened with you. I could tell he’d forgotten to turn his filter on and had said something to you. I’m just…he looked like he regretted whatever he did.”

“Forgive my skepticism.” I said.

He sighed but nodded. “I just wanted you to know. I’m sorry for what he did, again.” He gave me a fleeting smile and turned to walk away as I huffed, holding my bag close to me almost like a shield and just went off home, not wanting to go to Music classes at all.

Sehun could either understand or he could think what he wanted to.

The rest few days I spent completely avoiding Yoongi. Yes, I dropped the idea of trying to harm Yoongi in the Studio project and told the girls that I would go through with it while trying to curb any further urges to murder him or smack his right across his too pretty face.

I glanced down at my hand as Yerin rambled on about how we would get back at him after the month and the project ended. That way I would be back in the safety of Taehyung’s partnership, the watchful yet oblivious gaze of Kim Namjoon and with a solid blockade from Min Yoongi. No way could that plan backfire, right?

However, I just couldn’t stop thinking about him. I thought of His stupid face, his stupid hair colors, his stupid hands that could play piano tiles without even looking and I just couldn’t get his words out of my mind. What kind of masochist was I?

Yes, Min Yoongi was dangerously handsome but he had the personality of a water rat. Why would my mind just not comprehend that?

I spent my days keeping a good look out for Yoongi and I found that when you were trying to avoid something you find that exact same thing more and more. I would follow Taehyung till Hope World and as soon as he vanished inside so would I but then I would see Yoongi walking in and I would have to backtrack into a storage closet as he walked into Genius Lab. I didn’t come out till he closed the door.

I was officially in the pathetic territory.

Well, at least I had the date to look forward to.

At 6 on Friday, I put on the clothes assigned to me by Doona and put on the lightest makeup I could that would pass Ara’s close inspection from the couch in the living room.

I turned when Doona opened the door, zipping up my gladiators. “He’s at the door and he looks smoking hot. Make sure he makes it up to you nicely and have fun.” She smiled, handing me a clutch and I gave her a fleeting smile back as I let myself out of my room, looking at my tall boyfriend.

She was right, he did look good. Clad completely in black, his hair pushed off his forehead, he was nodding to something Ara was saying. I gulped, my mind immediately thinking back to the day Yoongi had been in full black. All that was missing was a cap.

I mentally smacked myself, smiling widely at my boyfriend as he grinned back at me, curling an arm around me to give me a chaste kiss. “You’re looking good, baby.” He said. “Not too bad, yourself,” I said as he laughed, before nodding at my best friends.

“I will make sure to have her back by midnight, ladies.” He said.

“Oh please, Y/N, I do not want you at our doorstep till next morning. Have fun, live a little, now get out.” Ara said, pushing at us till we were out the door.

We both had wide eyed looks on our faces as we looked at each other before shaking our heads at our friends.

“So, shall we?” he asked.

“Please,” I smiled, taking his arm.

The date sucked.

I wasn’t trying to be mean but when Sehun said that it would be a date, I thought that he meant a proper date; dancing, drinking, having fun, like we used to with our eyes stuck to each other.

Of course, the moment Sehun and I entered Dark Wild; his gaze and attention was off me and everywhere else.

We stood near the bar where he ordered his first drink, chugging it down as his eye scanned the dance floor while I attempted to tell him about my week as he had once asked though I doubted he remembered it at the moment.

I stopped talking in the middle and he didn’t notice, instead he kept nodding to utter silence as I just stared at him. He must’ve noticed because he looked at me suddenly. “So, what happened then?” he asked, pulling his lips into his mouth.

I badly wanted to scoff and roll my eyes at him. He almost treated me like I hadn’t had any time to study over the course of our year of a relationship. Didn’t he know that I knew he pulled that expression and that line so I would think he’d been paying attention when he hadn’t?

Did he really think me that naïve?

I was about to say something when his phone rang. He froze for a split second before giving me an apologetic look as he pulled it out, inspected it and made a face; disconnecting the call and shoving it back in.

“You were saying?” he asked.

“I just…nothing,” I sighed, “Tell me about you, how have you been?” I asked.

Off Sehun went.

His classes, his popularity, his friends, his life, everything was suddenly the greatest thing ever. He was hyped for the gig he was getting and I interrupted. “You didn’t tell me what the gig was about?” I asked.

His smile fell. “It’s a surprise, babe. I can’t ruin it for you just yet.” He said.

His phone rang again but he sighed, grabbing my hand. “I’ll ignore it, come dance with me,” he said. I followed him to the floor and he spun me about and held me close enough to his body then I could hear the phone ringing all the time.

“Sehun, just answer it or put it on silent.” I said.

He stopped moving his body in time to mine. “Would you mind giving me one second? I’ll just tell them not to bother me,” he pushed past the other people, leaving me to just stand there.

I moved back to the bar and stood there for a few minutes, a few more minutes and then a few more minutes.

The bartender asked me if I wanted a drink three times and on the fourth I asked for water which he gave me with a small frown. He knew us all and he’d seen Sehun. You didn’t have to be a genius to know he was wondering what had just happened.

To be honest, even I was wondering.

Sehun finally returned with a slight smirk on his face and returned to his position to me before dropping his gaze back on the phone.

“So, want to dance again?” I asked.

“Oh…no, babe, I just got wiped out.” He said.

I passed him my glass of water and he took a couple sips before putting it back on the counter top, his fingers zipping across the phone screen.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“No,” he muttered.

“Well, then can we get out of here?” I asked, trying to make my voice sultry as I leaned into him, pressing my lips against the base of his neck. He frowned immediately, pulling his phone away as he stood up straighter.

“Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” he asked, moving a little distance away and slouching back, expression smoothening out as his eyes met the phone.

Humiliation burned in my chest. Sehun hadn’t bothered to keep his voice down, and I could see people giving us some looks from around the round cornered bar top.

This time, I didn’t let it stifle.

I grabbed my clutch and swung the beaded strand over my shoulder. “I’m going home, Sehun.” I said and turned around walking briskly away.

“What do you mean, you’re going home? I’m not leaving yet.” He said his voice not very far behind me.

Oh, so he had decided to follow.

“I don’t want you to leave either. Stay and have fun on your date with your phone.” I said.

“Y/N, don’t be immature,” he began but I cut him off as I yanked the door to the exit open. “Don’t tell me what to do or not to do, Sehun.” I spat and left.

The night had turned cold, I realized as I clutched my thin jacket close to me. I would’ve brought a thicker coat if I had known that I wouldn’t be leaving with Sehun. I chuckled darkly to myself. It was just my luck, I decided.

First I had to meet a complete douche bag Min Yoongi who refused to leave my mind completely and then Sehun had to make a complete 180 degrees and become a total stranger, one that I had no clue how to maneuver myself around because of his mood swings.

Well, for just tonight, I wanted to be a strong, independent woman and walk out first. I was proud that I had managed to do that without a drop of alcohol.

Sehun hadn’t bothered to actually leave the club for me and I was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that I had crawled back home, shamefaced. Ara and Doona would understand yes, but they were not going to side with me against Sehun’s new attitude. He was the Golden Boy; he was the perfect boyfriend, for me or for anyone.

Ask me a few months ago and I would say the same.

Only now, I wasn’t so sure. Why wasn’t I sure anymore? What had changed? Was it Sehun? Was it me? Was it something completely different?

I couldn’t go back home, I thought, coming to a stop on the sidewalk but I also couldn’t just wander about.

I checked my watch to see it was just a few minutes past nine. We hadn’t even been there a whole full hour. It wasn’t all that late, but it would soon get that late. Already the cold was beginning to bother me.

I chewed onto my bottom lip, tasting the raspberry lip gloss on them, Sehun’s favorite. I whipped my hand over my mouth, removing all the vestiges of it.

I opened my messages, pulling up Yerin’s chat to text her to see if it was ok if I could swing by.

Yerin was a lot more open with Sehun’s misgivings. She had had a few bumps with him herself and would probably be more understanding than Ara and Doona. Even as I typed it out I heard a painfully familiar voice call my name.

I froze, the air stopped, the earth ceased it’s rotation as I carefully unfroze my body and turned to see Min Yoongi walking towards me.

His hair had changed colors again, this time looking darker but I couldn’t pin the exact color in the night lights. He was dressed differently too, white shirt and a black jacket over it with black dress pants. Why was he dressed like that and why did he look like he could walk a runway in them?

My body flew into panic mode. I hadn’t seen him in nearly a week. I had become almost immune. Why did he have to come up and ruin it all for me right now?

I took a few steps back as if I was going to run before my brain snapped at me.

What happened to strong, independent woman? Stay and fight back!

He stopped a few meters from me, keeping distance from me as he watched me curiously.

“What?” I asked.

“What are you doing here at this time?” he asked.

“Why, am I not allowed to?” I asked.

He frowned at that, his eye dipping slightly. “That’s not what I meant. It’s cold and it’s getting late. You shouldn’t be walking around like this.” He said.

Was he actually…concerned for me? What the hell did he think he was playing at? First he insults me horribly then this?

“Save the faux concern, Yoongi.” I said, turning away from him but he spoke again. “Were you with your friends?” he asked. I sighed.

“No, I was with Sehun.” I said.

Why was I still talking to him?

The change in his expression was immediate. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly, his smooth mouth pursing and jaw clenching. It was gone just as quickly but I was sure it had been there. I hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol and I couldn’t have been imagining it.

“Why aren’t you with him then?” he asked.

I hesitated. “I had to leave.” I mumbled.

“You had to leave…to wander about alone at night?” he asked.

I snapped my eyes up at him. “What do you care Min Yoongi? Why do you care if I wander about alone or not? I think we both made it clear what we thought of each other.” I said.

He scowled at me, lines appearing in his forehead as he took a step towards me.

“Come with me.” he said.

His hand shot out, wrapping tightly around my forearm in an iron grip and I gasped, trying to pull away immediately. “Yoongi, the only way I’m coming anywhere near you is if I have something blunt and I’m aiming between your legs. Let go of me!” I said.

He audibly rolled his eyes, giving me a tug as he began to walk.

I resisted the whole way as he led me back to a more upscale neighborhood, his grip never once leaving me. He stopped in front of a posh looking building and opened the door, not bothering to see if I was hit or not as he led me to a set of elevators, pushing me in.

“What the hell, Min Yoongi?” I gritted out, rubbing my arm, hoping it wouldn’t bruise.

“If you think I was just going to let you walk away alone, you’re dead wrong. Especially,” he paused, his eyes moving to me before slowly moving down my frame, “Especially not dressed like that.” He said.

I blinked at him, my mouth opening slightly.

Was that a compliment?

Of course, knowing him he probably meant it badly but I was too tongue tied to say anything as the elevator doors opened into a hallway decorated lavishly with a large mahogany door at the end.

He went out first, and I followed as he unlocked the door and opened it. I meekly followed as he waited for me to walk in first.

The inside was a combination of modern and classy. A large window facing the city skyline twinkled with the city lights and I stopped just a few steps inside when I realized where I was.

I was in Min Yoongi’s home.

Yoongi brushed past me, walking in further before shrugging out of the jacket, throwing it on to a chair before nodding at me to come further in.

“You…live here?” I asked in awe. I moved to the window, looking out at the stunning view.

“Technically, it’s my brother’s place. He’s abroad, rarely comes over so he gave me the house. My family takes care of the rest of everything.” He said.

I didn’t look back at him, I didn’t think I could.

“Generous family,” I muttered.

“Yeah, well, I am the youngest. They spoil me.” he said.

No kidding, I thought. So, Min Yoongi was a rich kid. That would explain his crying personality.

I moved to the side slightly, my eyes falling into a small alcove in the wall which was devoted completely to photos. Frames hung on the wall, the small black console laden with more. I picked one up, which sported a tall man wrapping an arm around a blank faced Yoongi and another smiling pretty woman. I didn’t recognize the woman but I would recognize the man in the middle anywhere. He was in magazines, newspapers, sometimes on the TV as well.

Min Yoonjin.

I gulped.

I turned slowly to face him. He was looking out the window, his eyes distant but he looked at me when he saw me watching him. “You’re Min Yoongi.”

He smirked immediately.

“Glad to see your memory’s intact.” He said.

I scoffed. “You’re the little brother Yoonjin talked about. You’re the youngest Min.” I said.

He scowled again. “You know my brother?” he asked.

“Hard not to, he’s everywhere, everyone knows him. Nobody knows you.” I pointed out, putting the picture down. “That is how I prefer it,” He muttered before raising a hand to scratch his neck.

“Well, why did you bring me here?” I asked.

“I wanted to…well, see, things may have gotten a little out of hand the last time we were face to face. You kept ignoring me so…what I’m trying to say is…look, I could’ve handled it better.” He said, stammering.

I waited.

“I just want to say I’m sorry.” He spat out.

His shoulders slumped and his arms relaxed, as if a great weight had been lifted off him.

I bit my lip.

Min Yoongi was apologizing to me.

I studied his unfairly gorgeous face but now he looked vulnerable as if he’d never even thought he would be in this situation. In the light I could see that his hair was now a deep chestnut with small flashes of orange. It was…oddly cute.

“How sincere are you? Are you just saying it because Hoseok told you to?” I asked.

He rolled his eyes at me.

“So, Hobi got to you huh? No, sweetheart, very rare people can get me to do anything I don’t want to do. I’m not an apology man. If I’m saying sorry, I mean it. So, quit being high and mighty about it. I’m sorry for implying things I shouldn’t have.” He said in one breath.

I relaxed on my feet, nodding slightly at him.

“Ok?” he asked again and this time I nodded more obviously.

“I mean I’m not saying it’s ok, but just don’t do it again.” I said weakly before clearing my throat.

There was a short silence before Min Yoongi did something that made the ground slip right out from under me.

He smiled.

He smiled an honest to god, no smirk; true smile.

His eyes closed up, like Jimin’s did, his nose scrunched and his gums showed as he said one word, “Noted,” as easily as if I wasn’t reeling in shock.

 That was how after half an hour later, we were sitting on his expensive sofa set, talking about various things, munching on pizza and watching K-dramas before I’d asked him why he’d formed an opinion about me the first time.

“Because I’m a Min,” he said simply.

“Girls would line up for me, no lie, in high school but I soon learned that they either wanted to go through college on my shoulders or would try to get with my brother, who was the hottest shot in college. It got so bad; I don’t even want to affiliate with my family name until I get out of college. When you approached me, I didn’t think you had recognized me, I mean, I do get noticed because of my looks but…yeah,” he cleared his throat when he caught me rolling my eyes, even though he had caught my eye because of his face.

“I can’t really explain why I thought you were digging on me. Maybe because the way you cut off your boyfriend’s call.” He shrugged, chewing on more pizza.  

“It didn’t get any better later because you acted so snobby – yes I know you know I said that but I realized I must’ve crossed a line when you hit me.” he said.

“I’m not sorry about that.” I said.

“Of course not, sweetheart,” he said.

I flinched slightly when he called me sweetheart. Now that it wasn’t said out of contempt, it caused something to tremble inside me, something that I couldn’t name and I didn’t want to name.

Instead, I unfolded myself from the couch and stood up, putting on my shoes.

“I should get back, it’s late enough.” I said.

“I’ll call a cab for you.” Yoongi said, picking up his phone as I zipped up my shoes again, taking one last view out of his breathtaking window.

The cab arrived ten minutes later and I opened the door before turning to him.

“Does this mean we’re friends now?” I asked hesitantly.

He gave me a sly look. “Besides, the school board, Jimin and Hobi, you’re the only one who knows who I really am, Y/N. I’d say it constitutes as friendship.” He shrugged again, as if it wasn’t a big deal at all.

“Right,” I frowned slightly, looking down and slipping into the cab but he tapped on the window. I slid it down.

“Don’t miss any more studio sessions. We don’t have a lot of time to do much and I don’t want to fail, understand?” he asked, his voice just a tad bit stern.

I nodded and he gave a sign to the driver who pulled away from the building.

I turned around to see him standing there, his hands shoved in his pockets as he watched the cab drive away. I turned back quickly almost as if he’d caught me staring at him.

My first thought was “What the fuck just happened?”

My second thought was how cute Min Yoongi’s smile was and just how stupidly endearing he looked when he talked about learning the piano when he was 10. My mind said it was normal to feel this for a friend because I was just an affectionate person but a small part in that logical mind knew that whatever I was feeling was way beyond logical or rational.

[lonelypond]

#happynewdia

NicoMaki, Love Live, 1.8K, 1/1

Summary: It's New Year's Eve, Maki's pregnant, and Nico (of course) is on the job.

FKM @hispeedhorror 10:01 p.m. Two hours until the year #MakiNishikino aka @MrsNicoNi starts taking cutesy dumb baby pictures, instead of masterpieces. #loss #blameNicoNi #photography #crimeagainstphotography

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:02 p.m.

@hispeedhorror Hey loser, shut the fuck up

─=≡Σ((((╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

JK @likethisonporpoise 10: 02 p.m. I think Nico put on the baby weight her girl didn’t

DM @MrsNicoNi to @NicoNi 10:02 p.m. Nico don’t lose your temper. Miss you ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡

DM @NozyItAll to @NicoNi 10:02 p.m. Eli just left to pick you up.

DM @NicoNi to @NozyItAll 10:03 p.m. Nico’s about to hit the stage. It’s still a surprise for Maki, right?

DM @NozyItAll to @NicoNi 10:04 p.m. The cards say to expect a lot of surprises tonight.

DM @NicoNi to @NozyItAll 10:04 p.m. （ꐦ𝅒_𝅒）

Brick-a-ney @ducttape4life 10:04 p.m. Nico Ni is backstage and can’t keep her nose out of her phone. Some people have no life.

Brashton @whomowl 10:04 p.m. New Nico Ni!!!! Can’t wait, won’t wait. Anyone leak the rehearsal audio?

O.B. Ron @sandplanetfey to @whomowl @Cuteagram 10:05 p.m. Do you know?

Mother Time @Cuteagram 10:06 p.m. @whomowl @sandplanetfey No joy

Brashton @Whomowl 10:06 p.m. @cuteagram @sandplanetfey ಠ╭╮ಥ

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:06 p.m. Who’s EXCITED for Nico Ni’s new song. Let’s get trending, #NicoFans. #NewYearNico #NicosStar

Nishikino Maki @mrsniconi 10:06 p.m. #NEWYEARNICO #NICOSSTAR #NICOSTHECUTEST #allmine

DM @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 10:05 p.m. #Makiisthesexiest How are my girls?

DM: @MrsNicoNi to @NicoNi 10:06 p.m. Lonely. The baby’s restless.

DM: @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 10:08 p.m. Nico will be there soon. And then, in two weeks our baby meets the two cutest, bestest parents ever and we spend the winter hibernating (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡

SoOp McCoop @the1mrsniconi 10:08 p.m. I forgive you Nico. We can still be together. #NicoNewYear #NicosStar #NicoStan

@NicoNi has blocked @the1mrsniconi

PopStarStanZ @popstarstanz 10:08 p.m. We’re about to talk to @NicoNi about the bop she’s about to drop #NewYearNico #NicoStar #NicoFans. Have questions, use #asknicoanything

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:08 p.m. DO THIS!!!! #AskNicoAnything

PopStarStanZ @popstarstanz 10:08 We’re about to talk to @NicoNi about the bop she’s about to drop #NewYearNico #NicoStar #NicoFans.

Have questions, use #asknicoanything

Qu Teen @binowbaby 10:09 p.m. @niconi New song, new suck #tellnicothetruth

Irini X @homeyholmes 10:09 p.m. Marry me? #FreeBritney #DivorceMaki #askNicoAnything

@NicoNi has blocked @homeyholmes

Su Sumi @maskmeow 10:10 p.m. Hey, @NicoNi, do you remember me? I had a backstage pass at your Kyoto concert and you called me a “Cutie Cupid” when I told you about my plan to get my best friends together? They’re married now.

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:10 p.m. @maskmeow Congrats! You’re still a cutie ( ˘ ³˘)♥

DM @NicoNi to @Nyataproblem 10:11 p.m. How’s Maki-chan?

DM @nyataproblem to @NicoNi 10:11 p.m. Weird. I don’t like it.

DM @NicoNi to @Nyataproblem 10:11 p.m. What’s happening?!?!?!?!?!

DM @Nyataproblem to @NicoNi 10:12 p.m. She can’t get comfortable. Her back’s hurting. And she starts to tear up when she sees Tora.

DM @NicoNi to @Nyataproblem 10:12 p.m. Nico will be there as soon as I can.

Koizumi Hanayo @DreamsOfRice 10:12 p.m. When will you be releasing new merch? #asknicoanything

KillerKurves @fuckkillnomarry 10:12 p.m. Is your marriage open? #asknicoanything

RayRay @lofibaz 10:12 p.m. Who’s all time your dream duet? #askNicoanything

Kevo Bevvo @coldone4me 10:12 p.m. Your energy amazes me. Good luck with the kid. They’re pretty amazing. #asknicoanything

KillerKurves @fuckkillnomarry 10:12 p.m. Because your wife is killer hot #askNicoanything

Tia Hernandez @nicotiny 10:12 p.m. U R so CUTE….Come to Brooklyn (ó ꒳ ò✿ #askNicoanything

Chelle Tupinambás @sambasummerblonde 10:13 p.m. Samba or Tango?

Mx Mxter @jojackpropane 10:13 p.m. How do I look in these jeans, honey? #askNicoanything

Twilly Malone @knockthedoorhard 10:14 p.m. You’re putting together NicoPalooza. First three bands/singers you ask. #askNicoanything

Nozomi Tojo @NozyItAll 10:15 a.m. When can we schedule the nude photoshoot? #askNicoanything

Tia Hernandez @nicotiny 10:15 p.,m. @niconi @nozyitall are you doing another lingerie collaboration/shoot with #minamikotori? That gave me so much confidence. You looked so good.

@NicoNi has blocked@NozyItAll and @fuckkillnomarry

@NicoNi has unblocked @NozyItAll

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:16 p.m. @NozyItAll Get @sonodasensei or @Ayasesan. Perv

Minalisky @madebyminalisky 10:17 p.m. @NozyItAll @NicoNi

ÚwÚ Will DM sketches

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:17 p.m. @NozyItAll @madebyminalisky Leave Nico alone. @Ayasesan @Sonodasensei STOP THEM!

Honoka K @gingerbakernodrums 10:17 p.m. (｡ >艸<) (☛´∀｀*)☛ DM me sketches @madebyminalisky @NozyItAll @madebyminalisky Leave Nico alone. @Ayasesan @Sonodasensei STOP THEM!

DM @Ayasesan to NicoNi 10:18 p.m. Looking for a place to park

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:19 p.m. @coldone4me Thanks : ) Nico is nervous, but @MrsNicoNi has been amazing.

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:19 p.m. @lofibaz My wife ; )

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:19 p.m. @nicotiny Wear everything with confidence, that’s the real cute.

Farah Izz @awesomeenby 10:20 p.m. Does your wife have any strange pregnancy food cravings? Mine is crazy for warm toasted granola and yogurt? #askNicoanything

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:20 p.m. @awesomeenby Maki-chan was never really into sweets, but now Nico has to run out for hazelnut and chocolate combinations constantly

Honoka K @gingerbakernodrums 10:21 p.m. @NicoNi @awesomeenby Those Nutella buns are huge; leaving on the menu until after you and Maki have your second kid. #kaching

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:22 p.m. @gingerbakernodrums hey, let’s get this one here and healthy first.

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:23 p.m. @gingerbakernodrums Did you drop off some for breakfast?

Honoka K @gingerbakernodrums 10:23 p.m. @NicoNi I got you ; )

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:25 p.m. Remember #NicoFans #NewSongNewYear #NicoStars #NewYearNico

DM @mrsNicoNi to @NicoNi @Gingerbakernodrums 10:25 p.m. Need another breakfast plan (^_^;) They were so good, Honoka.

DM: @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 10:26 p.m. Nico will make Nutty French Toast ( ^-^)_旦

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:28 p.m. @knockthedoorhard First three for NicoPalooza: @ARise, @The Dollyrots, @P!nk (and get some parenting tips too from those last two)

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:29 p.m. @sambasummerblonde BOTH : ) Nico loves music made for DANCE!

Gropey McTroll @jackhandz 10:30 p.m. @NicoNi @awesomeenby do your wives have any strange sex cravings?

@NicoNi has blocked @jackhandz

Brick-a-ney @ducttape4life 10:35 p.m. Nico just flipped off her phone in three languages, fixed her mascara, signed 20 autographs, and ran through her choreography while I took a piss. #impressed

DM @ayasesan to @Niconi 10:35 p.m Still searching for parking.

DM: @sonodasensei to @madebyminalisky 10:35 p.m. No. Do not @ me

Sun Mickie @waterwalkerette 10:35 p.m. What's your New Year Resolution? #askNicoAnything

Rin Hoshizora @nyataproblem 10:40 p.m. MAKI’S HAVING THE BABY. GET HERE NYOW!!!

Ara Yun @NicoMaki4eva 10:41 p.m. It’s happening!!!!!!!! #NicoMakiBaby

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DM @nyataproblem to @NicoNi 10:42 p.m. Maki called me an idiot sorry sorry but get here Nico Tora’s bestie is coming Maki needs you

Juniper Gin @5oclockanywhen 10:43 p.m. Nico Ni just went Rin-ing past me at hyper speed. What’s up? #asknicoanything

Carly Roy @songburger78 10:44 p.m. #NicoNi just sprinted past me while saying “FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK” #bingo #newringtone

DM @AyaseEli to @NozyItAll 10:46 p.m. Did Nico just run by me?

DM @NozyItAll to @AYaseSan 10:46 p.m. Go get her. Maki’s having the baby.

Juniper Gin @5oclockanywhen 10:47 p.m. Did Eli Ayase just jump out of a car to chase down #NicoNi.

Rumer Kerwall @backtoboulevardiering 10:47 p.m. @NicoNi just got tackled by some blonde wearing a killer designer coat. Does Nico speak Tagalong? She just said Punyeta!

Maddie Lin @cornerofhawkandhandsaw 10:48 p.m. Hey, you can’t just leave your car in traffic. #dumbblonde #looksfamiliar

Maddie Lin @cornerofhawkandhandsaw 10:50 p.m. Is this a kidnapping? #dumbblonde just tossed a child in the backseat. Can’t see the license.

DM @NozyItAll to @Nyataproblem 10:51 p.m. Eli’s got Nico.

DM @Nyataproblem to @NozyItAll 10:52 p.m. Good. Kayo-chin’s driving us to the hospital. My mom’s watching Tora. Tell Nico to go there.

Kimmie Koto @goodbyenurse 11:03 p.m. #TheNishikino just got rushed past me. Her #LGBTQIAFutureHope pics saved my life. Hope she’s okay.

DM @MrsNicoNi to @NicoNi 11:05 p.m Where are you? Σ(ಥ_ಥ)

DM @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 11:07 p.m Almost there, you got this Maki-chan. Nico can talk you through it. Calling you.

DM @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 11:10 p.m. You didn’t have to yell at Nico like that.

DM @NicoNi to @MrsNicoNi 11:11 p.m. I love you. So much. You’re so beautiful.

DM @Nyataproblem to @NicoNi 11:12 p.m. You gotta get here Nico. Maki’s yelling at everybody. Someone said how cute you were and she fired them and we’re in LA, not her parent’s hospital.

DM @NicoNi to @Nyataproblem 11:13 p.m. Baka Eli drives like it’s 1920.

Julius Omar @creamyorangejulius 11:14 p.m. The two maniacs in the car ahead of me are screaming at each other. Get a divorce lawyer.

Brick-a-ney @ducttape4life 11:20 p.m. #NicoNi had a prerecorded package ready to go and her manager taking over on social media when she got the message about her wife. #whatapro #impressed #thesongsabanger

Elle Woodie @allfluffnofuss 11:22 p.m. #NicoNi’s new song just leaked. It’s a duet. With #TheNishikino. @sonadasensei wrote the lyrics *swoons* #NicosStar #NewYearNico

Lenore C @noravensallowed 11:25 p.m. It’s a LOVE song. For her wife. With her wife. #legend #NicoNi #NewYearNico

Ray Ray @lofibaz 11:25 p.m. Nico Nico Knew #goodone #NicoNi #legend

The Real Nico @NicoNi 10:19 p.m. @lofibaz My wife ; )

Maki Nishikino @mrsNicoNi 2:15 a.m. Mother and Child (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡ #HappyNewDia [Descriptive text: Small, beautiful woman with long black hair, a mask, and teary red eyes holding a tiny swaddled baby so gently it makes you hold your breath rather than disturb the scene. Lit by one light, against a window]

FKM @hispeedhorror 5:01 a.m. *bows low* my apologies to #TheNishikino. Congratulations to you and #NicoNi on your beautiful daughter. #masterpiece #congratulations #lookingforwardtoyournextexhibit

Maki Nishikino @mrsNicoNi 2:15 a.m. Mother and Child (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡ [Descriptive text: Small, beautiful woman with long black hair, a mask, and teary red eyes totally absorbed in the tiny swaddled baby she’s holding so gently it makes you hold your breath rather than disturb the scene. Lit by one soft light, against a window]

A/N: It's not August yet, but I wanted to do something silly and fun for Nico's birthday. Happy Birthday to the Number One Idol In The Universe. Thanks for the inspiration.

[penpaperandstories-blog]

Chances

They say that life is hard. Life is unfair. But for me life is never unfair. We have lots of choices that we can make and it is up to us if what we will be our reaction to these. We will face problems, yes but these are just challenges that are given to us. When you haven't conquered the challenge, its okay, you still have time to pass through this. Everyone has chances, we have lot of chances. We just need to do our best for these chances to be worth it.

I was born with a beautiful family. They say that we are lucky to be part of our family because we have everything. We can get whatever we want. What more can I ask for, my dad is an engineer, my mom is a doctor and my older sister is a lawyer.  My parents work hard for what we have because they want us to have everything they didn't have. But despite all these my family was torn apart because of the accident.

"And our class magna cum laude is Kali Dela Cuesta" My palms becomes sweaty. My heart beats faster than usual. I can't move my body.

"Ms. Dela Cuesta, please go in front and get your certificate" I am stunned. I saw Dianne stood up and went in front to get the certificate. Our class program ended in a blink of an eye.

"Why do you look upset? You should be proud of yourself. You have the second to the highest grade in class" I felt the pinch of pain in my chest. Number two. I’m always the number two. I did all my best to be number one. I just can't take it.

"Anne you know my mom" my mom is a psychologist. She has this perfectionist thing with everything. She doesn’t want to waste anything, even a peso or just anything even a chance. She wants everything to be planned perfectly. But everything had changed. She's not my mom I use to spend my life with. After my 11th birthday everything has changed.

 "Mom!! We should watch a movie or go to an amusement park!!" I excitedly hugged my mom. We are inside our car. We are going somewhere because it's my birthday. I just can't contain the feeling. I have mixed emotions.

"You know Kali, this is your day! We have planned everything out" I smiled and looked at the window. The weather is calm and it is sunny. And I slowly close my eyes. The sound of their laugh is like a melody to my ears. They are just my favorite of everything. And I was drift to sleep.

"Manuel!! The truck! Oh my gosh Dianne!!" A loud crash of cars woke me up. I felt a heavy object in my chest. I slowly open my eyes and saw blood all over the place. No, this is not happening. My mom is hugging me and she is not moving. My baby brother! I touch my mom's belly and cried. I can't do anything but to cry.

"Mom please wake up” And everything went black.

Our car was hit by a truck. My sister died and my little brother. It was the most tragic scenario I've ever been. My mom lost two of her children. She gave up her career. My dad lost our money in casino. They got separated. I saw how it affects my mom. It is just me and her and I will do everything for her to be happy. Our life was not easy. When I entered college I needed to work for myself to pay my school fees. My dad stopped supporting my studies.

"Anne? help me to Ms. Ara please. I need to be the number one. I need to graduate as Cum Laude" I broke down. I need to make my mom proud. I need to make her happy. I want to give the life she has given us before. I want her to live again.

"Kali, hush down. You can't do anything now. I'll help you with tita" That doesn’t help anything. I shake my head and wipe my tears.

 "I know what to make you happy!! We are going to Jan's party. Everyone is invited" I roll my eyes. Jan Miguel Lozano the Cum Laude of our class--he's kind actually but a little bastard as well.

"No I'll just go home" I straight went home as our class ended. I think it was the longest hour of my life.

"Mom!! I’m home" I heard footsteps and saw my mom. She looked straight in my eyes. And I know she wants to see my grades. My mom is beautiful, but seeing her after the accident, after all the years that have passed she looks older than her age. I never saw her smile after that accident. The smile that I love.

"How's your grades?" I slowly held her the papers and in a snap she throws the papers in my face. I felt the warm water flow through my face. I knew this will happen. She doesn't want this to happen so do I. I am so disappointed with myself.

"Kali!! What are you doing with your life? Magna Cum Laude?! What a piece of!!" I kneeled down and look at her. She's angry. I know that she worked hard for this. She wants me to graduate as Cum Laude. But it is hard to study if you don’t want the things around you. I don't want to be lawyer but she wants me to be like my sister, Dianne.

"No, no. Kali you need to fix this. What do you want to happen with your life? I sacrifice everything for you to be a lawyer!!" I nod slowly.

"Mom I know. Mom I'm really sorry. I'll make it up to you in the second semester. Forgive me" she shakes her head. She looks very disappointed and angry.

"Mom, please, understand this. I want you to be proud of me. I followed everything you wanted but mom I don't want to be a lawyer. I wanted to be like you. Mom please I am really doing my best to fulfill your dream for me" I know at very first that I can't let her down especially now that she is working hard for me. She gave up her career for her to move on for our family to recover for the pain but it's not what she planned. Our family is broken. She is broken. We are broken. I want the wounds of the past to be healed. I want her healed.  And in a second she slapped me. I didn't expect that. It is the first time.

 "I don't want you here for now, leave the house Kali!!" She pulls me up and pushes me through the door. I can't stop her and I am too weak to stop her. She left me outside with my bag. I need my dad. I immediately book for a taxi and after a couple of minutes it arrived. I tried to call my dad but he is not picking up the phone. Then the rain pours.  

I went off the taxi and felt the cold water through my body. I knocked and her mistress opens the door.

"Where is my dad?" She looked at me confused. She's one of the reasons why my parents got separated. She's my mom's friend.

"Kali why are you here?" Without any word I went straight inside the house. The house is way bigger than our house before. It is beautiful. He lives in a big house but can't support my studies.

"Your dad is out of town" she handed me a towel. I wrapped myself and suddenly someone horned and Lisa her mistress suddenly runs outside. She looked panicked and afraid. She even forgot to bring her umbrella. As the car parked I heard my dad shout. He's exhausted.

He went to a business trip and told me to stay at his house while I and my mom are not okay. My dad is really kind and I have no idea why he doesn't support my studies. He let me stay to a bedroom. I was about to go to sleep when I heard some noise outside. I slowly went to the place where the noise came from. I saw my dad slapping and punching Lisa. Tears stream down to my face. What is happening? Then someone holds my mouth and drags me inside the room where I sleep.

"I'm Elena your father's housekeeper. Don't be afraid" And she slowly remove her hand in my mouth. She looked at me.

 "You shouldn't be here Kali. Your father is a monster. Tomorrow morning you should go. Please go Kali" And she left. Hours of rolling and changing position but I still can't sleep. The thing that I saw is haunting me. My father is a sadist. Why this is happening? My father is really kind and he can't do that. I packed my things as the sun shine. I still have school.

"Breakfast?" Lisa is smiling at me and I can see the bruises under her thick make up.

"Where is my dad?" She smiled and grabs me a plate.

"He went to work already. Let's eat" I went to the sink and wet my towel. I wipe her face but she back off fast.

"Lisa, why are you letting him do this to you? Please explain. I want to clear things up please" she broke down and told me. Instead going to school, I went to Jan's house. It is still early and I'm sure that they are still there. Their maid opened the gate for me and unfortunately they are not in the house. Her mom told me to stay and wait for Jan because he is already getting ready. Her mom and maid know me because Jan is my ex boyfriend and he is a bastard. After being in a relationship for two years he left me because of nothing. He has no reason at all. I am happier with Jan. I am better with him but he left me hanging. He showed me how to be true to myself. A lot of things have happened. Because of him I found myself. What I really want, what I don't want. He showed me how to love myself. He accepted me for who I am. He makes me happy. But everything change over time.

"Kali" I hugged him and cried. He is all I need. I want him back. I want to feel how to be myself again because this is not the Kali that I know. This is the person I became because of the past. This is the person my mom molds me to be. He brought me to a park near their house and I told him what Lisa has told me. I found out that my dad is using drugs and he sells it. My dad didn't stop supporting my school, my mom told him to stop because it is dirty money. Jan helped me. He went home with me.

 "Mom" her eyes widen when he saw Jan. She pull me away but Jan stopped her.

"How many times did I told you that I don't want you for my daughter?! That I want you out of her life!!" I shake my head. Whatever is happening I want it to end now.

"Tita, please? I just can't leave her. I love your daughter" I saw tears in his eyes. This man is really a something.

"You told him to leave me?! Mom!! Why? Why are you doing this to me? Mom I followed every single thing you want me to do. I gave up my dreams to fulfill yours!! Mom I'm sorry but I had enough. I understand that it is really hard for you to lose Dianne and my brother and dad. But mom you are not the only one who lost someone. I lost dad, Dianne, my brother and you mom. I lost you. I lost myself. This guy helped me to know myself. Mom this is not me. You molded me to be like Dianne. Mom they are gone. You can't do anything about it. I can't be Dianne. Mom I love you. I want you to be happy again. I saw your sacrifices. And mom why didn't you tell me that dad is taking drugs. Why? I have tons of questions in my mind that I want to be answered!!"

"Kali, I'm so sorry that I made you feel like that. I want you to be a lawyer because I want you to save Lisa. I can't do anything Kali. I have nothing. Lisa is my friend. She betrayed me, us but she doesn't deserve to be treated like that. Your dad is powerful he can manipulate anyone. He's sick Kali. I don't want you to worry about it so I kept it as a secret. I am too depressed. I am so sorry please forgive me." I hugged her. Now I know the reason behind everything. Her license is taken away from her because they thought she is sick. She works hard for me. She sells different things in the internet to support me. She deserves a second chance. We deserve a second chance. I think this will be the beginning. Couple of years past and I graduated as a Magna Cum Laude. My mom is very proud of me. She really supported me after the confrontation. Jan and I got back together and he's the one who handle the case of Lisa. And we won. I got a degree in medicine with the support of my mom. My dad is under rehabilitation right now then they will put him in jail after. My mom got her license back. We are all happy. After everything we passed through I think it’s time for us to be happy. Dianne, my brother and dad teaches us the lesson that some things are really meant to be broken. People come and go. They are the challenges that we need to face. They thought us the importance of family-the importance of love and forgiveness. After Lisa betrayed us, my mom still tried her best to save her from my dad. For us this is just a new chapter of our book. I know a lot will happen in the future but the important is, we learned our lesson and we are ready to face it.

- Pia Janina Larin