Love & Hate // Minsung

7: i love him

Warning: Homophobic, a little bit of abuse.

MINHO'S POV

I was going to tell them,
I loved him.

I wanted to,
I had to.

If I didn't know,
Han Jisung would never be mine.

He wouldn't be mine,
And I wanted him to be mine.

I left him alone for three years,
I didn't want to.

I was forced to,
I didn't want to.

I thought hating him would make me love him less,
But it made me want him more.

I wanted to hold him,
Love him,
Kiss him.

I wasn't able to,
But I was going to.
If he wanted me to.

I took up my courage,
Grabbing a hold of myself.

I walked into the living room,
And looked at my parents.

"Mom, Dad. I need to tell you something" I said, I was nervous. I had a feeling they wouldn't react well. But it needed to be said.

"Yes, Minho?" They said, with a stern expression, cold.

"I can't...I can't pretend to hate him anymore."

"I love him, and I want to be with him." I said, their faces stayed stone cold.

"You will not go near that boy! Neither will you love him! You are supposed to love a girl, a women who can carry your children." My father shouted.

"I don't have to listen to you! I should be allowed to love who I want. And we can always adopt children." I said, I was nervous but I had to.

"I will not accept. If you want to love him then fine. You will get out of our house, we will not let some gay fucker live in my house!" He yells. He gets up and hits me in the face.

"GET OUT! GET YOUR STUFF AND GO!" They both yelled.

It hurt,
They were supposed to love me.

I had no where to go,
Maybe Changbin would let me stay.

I wasn't at home anymore..