I'm sorry that I only ever mess things up.

(Y/n) was carrying a teacup Pomeranian in his hands as delicate as possible. The small, white, fluffy dog moving restlessly was making (Y/n) nervous since he knew he had butter fingers. He and his fatherwere visiting their neighbors house, since they were giving out puppies for free! (Y/n) had always wanted a dog, but his parents never found the time to look into it. But once heheard the neighbors were giving the puppies away, (Y/n) just had to beg his fatherto go check them out.

(Y/n) was instantly regretting that, however. Since he accidently dropped the dog on it's head. (Y/n) let out a loud gasp as he tried grabbing the Pomeranian before it made contact with the marble tile floor. But the soft crack when the dog's head made contact indicated that he was too late. (Y/n) let out a sad, panicked scream before dropping to his knees. The neighbors and his fatherwere just as worried. (Y/n) lifted the dog by the head to see blood painting the soft white fur. The Pomeranian wouldn't move, it wouldn't breathe.

The sensitive, emotional 16 year old cried as he gently gave the dog to his father before sobbing and running out of the house.

I'm sorry that I have a bad attitude.

"(Y/n), come and do these dishes please," his father walked into (Y/n)'s room.

(Y/n) was laying on his bed while reading 'The Twisted Ones' from the Five Night's at Freddy's book series.

"Do I have to?" He groaned while sitting up.

"Well," he father furrows his eyebrows, "I would appreciate it if you did."

(Y/n) only sighed before laying back on the bed: "I'll do 'em later."

"No, (Y/n), do them now," his father ordered.

(Y/n) growled under his breath, "If you want them done now, then do them yourself!"

"(Y/n)!" He father called his name in a shocked tone of voice.

"Just leave me alone!" (Y/n) raised his voice.

His dad sighed before closing the door. (Y/n) covered his face with his hand before groaning. What was that?

I'm sorry I'm a waste ofspace.

(Y/n) turns off the t.v. in the living room as cleaned the coffee table of his trash while making sure his baby sister didn't try eating said trash. His mother was about to have company over, the least he can do is make the living room look presentable.

"(Y/n)! Get your art suppliesfrom the kitchen and put them away please!" His mother pleaded from the kitchen.

(Y/n) put his old papersdown neatly on the table before going to the kitchen. He went to the kitchen to see a mess on the dinning table. He sighs before throwing away the color pencil shavings from the table. He then began to neatly stack the used paper and started to put the color pencils in a blue pencil bag. He heard ripping coming from the living-room.

He rushed back, leaving the pencils out and papers disorganized. (Y/n) sees his baby sister rip up all the paper he had together. He didn't care for the drawing he did on them, but she was making a huge mess!

"(S/n)! Stopthat!" He shouted as he took the papers away from her.

He takes the papers out of her hand before putting her in her bouncer. She began to cry.

(Y/n) groans as he began picking up the pieces from the floor. Once he got on his knees, he heard the doorbell rang. He sighed,he just had to be messy.

I'm sorry I'm a waste of time.

"This is the 4thtime today (Y/n) had refused to follow the teachers instructions-I'm sorry, was there a place you had to be?" The principal asked (Y/n)'s mother when his mother's phone began ringing again.

"Oh, sorry. Yes, I was supposed to be in at work a few minutes ago. We had a meeting today, but they can wait," his mother reassured.

(Y/n) frowned, feeling bad for wasting his mother's time for his bad behavior. He refused to listen to his teachers because...well, he wasn't going to read in front of the class. Reading in front of an audience was terrifying.

"Why weren't you listening to your teachers?" His mother asked.

(Y/n) was about to answer before his mom's phone rang again. She frowned and only ignored the call.

"Ms. (L/n), if you're busy, then we can reschedule this-"

"No it's fine," (Y/n)'s mother cut the principal off, "My kids come first."

(Y/n) only frowned, he felt horrible.

I'm sorry I'm such a burden.

"You can't cut mycheck in half," (Y/n) over heard his father yell, "I need-"

(Y/n)'s parents were seperated, but never married. (Y/n) lived with his father, and visited his mother during school breaks and weekends. His baby sister lived with his mother and step father. Meaning his father provides for him the most.

"Look, you just can't," his dad reasons, "How am I gonna provide for my kid?"

(Y/n) frowns. He was just holding his dad down.

"No! You can't! I'm all he has to support him!" His father tells his boss.

(Y/n) had his mother, but she hardly paid for anything he needed. Maybe... (Y/n) should stop being so...needy.

I'm sorry I'm such a huge screw up, that I can't do anything right.

(Y/n) was waiting patiently for his cue to bring the rings out. After a year, his father was finally getting married to anice young man. He had asked (Y/n)'s stupid ass to be the ring bearer instead of someone...you know, better. But alas, (Y/n) was waiting until the priest dude to have (Y/n) give the rings out to the groom and groom.

(Y/n) smiled. He didn't know his dad was bisexual-not that he cared,and having 3 dads didn't seem so bad. This could be fun.

"(Y/n). (Y/n)!" The best man whisper shouted.

(Y/n) must've dozed off. Once his name was called, he jumped, causing the rings to fall off the fancy pillow they were on. They rolled as (Y/n) tried catching them before they fell into a small pond the wedding was being held at. But of course, just like with the dead puppy he didn't make it on time.

There was a small plop when the rings fell in, (Y/n)'s cheek got wet with the splash. Staying on his hands and knees in front if the pond, (Y/n) refused to meet his father's eyes. Of-fucking-course this happened at a wedding.

"Haha," his father's soon-to-be-husband laughed, "Who said love had to be bonded with rings. Let's continue."

(Y/n) was grateful that even after the wedding, he wasn't scolded for messing up. But he never felt better about it.

I'm sorry.

(Y/n) sighs as he finished reading a book called 'Samurai's Garden'. He just hopes it gets better.