"Why?" my dad asked as he stopped looking at his phone, glasses down, glaring at me while my mom looked confused and disgusted.
Who told me it was a good idea? Oh right, me.
"Mn what do you mean dad?"
"What do I mean? Why the fuck are you asking me what do i mean!? You're turning into them- you're fucking one of them! YET YOU DARE ASK WHAT THE FUCK DO I MEAN? THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE DATING A GIRL? WHEN AND WHY!? I told you a million fucking times that those people are NEVER to be trusted YET you're not only hanging out with those freaks, BUT YOU'RE ALSO DATING ONE OF THEM!" he shouted with such disdain.
Startled by his outburst, I attempted to grab his arm hoping to calm him down. But that seems to pour oil into fire as he slapped my hand away harshly.
Never have I thought my father was capable to have such hatred in his eyes, he was always calm and never raised his voice at me. I glanced at my mother who seems disgusted by the feeling of my eyes facing her way.
Why? What's wrong? What did I do? Was falling for the same gender so... disgusting?
My mind was fogging up, I never even process that my father was throwing things, making a huge mess on our once beautiful white carpet as my mother tried calming him down.
"Wh-"
"Shut up."
Before I could even utter a word, my mother demanded me to be quiet.
"We don't wanna hear a word from a freak like you, leave before you make more of a mess that you are making right now." She hissed as she shot a glare at me.
Scared. Why are they so against it? Didn't they love me like they claimed?
I did not process the idea of me crying until I felt tears falling down from my face, my hands clenched in a tight grip. It's getting harder and harder to breathe, my heart started racing as my whole body started trembling before I finally realized that I'm having a panic attack.
No...no I don't want them to witness this. Fuck fuck fuck
Miraculously I got myself to move, I turned around to the front door, heaving heavy breaths as I tried to force myself to just move even a bit. No..no no shit
My face was getting flushed, my mind starts fogging up and my chest thightens. The door was just there, but my vision seems to give up.
Then the door was kicked open, there stood a blurry figure as 2 shocked inaudible gasp were produced. But I couldn't hear it as my ears started ringing as I can feel myself falling.
But before I even hit the floor, the blurry figure ran to me. Comforting arms wrapped around me as they were shouting something inaudible.
"Kyou-?" I fainted.
Jirou's pov.
Fuck, fuck fuck no Mo
I should've stopped her from entering, I shouldn't have just let her enter as I stayed in the damn car when I felt that this was a bad idea.
I was panicking hard, I tried lifting her up bridal style when I felt a hand harshly placed on my shoulder. Oh right, her parents are still here.
"Who the fuck are you and why did you just barge in our home like that you fucking trespasser." her father hissed as he gripped my shoulder tighter trying to spit out more threats. Her mother was on a phone probably called the police department, hell these bitches pisses me off so badly.
I shot up grabbing his arm, twisting it as he grunted while the woman panicked.
"First of all, you're a fucking dirtbag. Second of all, don't fucking touch me." I spatted as I pushed him away. making him stumble as the woman quickly grabbed onto him.
"Last but not least, you fucking suck as a fucking parent."
"Who the fuck are you to say that you damn trespasser!"
"Right, I'm a trespasser here. How can someone be a trespasser if they were fucking invited to come along. Fucking hell your fucking daughter is literally laying on the damn floor hurting and all you care about is the trespasser here. Are you not even fucking concerned that she's fucking passed out? You guys didn't even fucking realize something was wrong when she was clearly about to have a fucking panic attack!" I spatted out in such disdain I never thought I could have for her parents.
They took a glance at Momo on the ground before their face morph into a confusion and regret.
"Wh-"
"shut up." I hissed before crouching down to carry Momo in a bridal style again. Placing a small kiss to her forehead as I turned towards the door.
Her parents just sat there as they watched the doors closed.
At Jirou's apartment.
I was scrolling on my phone until I felt movement beside me.
Oh, the princess is waking up.
Smiling as I helped her sit up, handing a cup of water to her as she downed it fast before muttering a thank you though looking confused.
"What happened Kyo?"
"Your parents happened." I bluntly replied as I heard her let out a soft "oh"
"So it wasn't a dream?" she asked, looking tired and sad as I nodded
It was silent for a while, until I heard a drop of tear. Mo was crying, and it hurt seeing her in such pain. Quiet sniffles turned into sobbing, she hiccuped and gasped as she repeatedly asked what she did wrong.
"You didn't do anything wrong Mo,"
"Then why didn't they accept me?! What the fuck did I do wrong? I thought they loved me Kyo!"
It hurt knowing I couldn't do much to stop those precious tears from falling. I cupped her face as I wiped the tears away with my thumb. Holding her head to my chest as she sobbed uncontrolably on my chest while I pat her head, trying to do anything in my power to ease at least even a bit of her pain.
"Kyo.. why?" that was a stab in my heart
"I don't know Mo, some people are just cruel" I replied rubbing her back as her sob turns into quiet sniffle before there was nothing left.
She fell asleep,her face seems so... peaceful after such a rough day for her.
I placed a small kiss on her forehead before starting to doze off myself.
"I swear I'll never let anyone make you cry like that again."