How will we make eneds meets!?

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I didn't go to school the next morning or the rest of the week.

I just felt so guilty.

My father was put into a coma and the doctors said he had very little chance of waking up.

If he does, he'll probably have no control of his body and need us to care for him for the rest of his life.

My father is the sweetest man, he doesn't deserve this!

He doesn't deserve to be in a wheelchair and diapers!

And it's all my fault!

Will he be able to talk again!?

Will he be able to see us or hear and live!?

It's all my fault!

I'll have to drop out of school and soccer!

I'll need to pick up more hours at work, my mom won't be able to make ends meet on her own!

If we had just waited a day, we'd still have all that money that guy gave my mom and we'd be okay!

I sobbed and rubbed the tears from my face but they were quickly replaced by fresh ones.

"Fuck! Fuck it all, why, for the love of god, WHY!?"

I began to kick and scream, sobbing and wailing.

It wasn't fair.

I could hear my mom sobbing and screaming from her room.

It's not fair!

She shouldn't be feeling like this!

She should be laughing and play fighting with my dad!

She should be dancing around the kitchen with him while he cooks and she tries to run away to work!

He was always dragging her away from the bills and telling her not to worry, that he'd take care of it!

He made our situation seem better than it really is!

Then it was...

Now look at us!

We won't even make rent anymore!

I lived here my whole life!

It's not fair...


A week passed by. My mom forced me to go to school.

I refused at first but she forced me.

The days never seemed to drag on as long as they do now.

Especially since the kids caught wind of what happened.

They use to see me as a great soccer player.

Now they just see me as the girl who got her house broken into and whose father was hospitalized.

All because of that stupid window and that stupid squirrel...

I can't blame Mr. Nibbles.

He did nothing wrong.

I should have shut the window, I should have listened to my gut.

I unlocked my door and pushed it open.

"Mom, are you home?" I asked pulling my shoes off and tossing my backpack aside.

"Mom?"

"I'm in here!"

She's crying again....

I wiped the forming tears from my eyes and tried to prepare myself to face her.

"Are you hungry? I can see if I can make something. I think we have some instant ramen left."

"No, YN. Come here."

I walked into the living room and stopped in my tracks.

My mom smiled at me and laughed. She hugged the man sitting next to her and looked at me.

"Gun?" My voice shook. I didn't know how to react.

Why is he here?

How did my mom meet him?

My mom...she's smiling.

She's happy.

She's relieved.

Should I tell her I don't know him, that'll add to her stress...if I don't... she might be in danger...

But if he's here and he had bad intentions, maybe he'd already have acted?

I'm so confused....

"Hey Gun..."

"Hello YN."

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