I m 19 and I m dieing
By: FireieGurl
Sire: you started another one you didn't finish the other two
A/N There are some spelling/grammar/whatever errors, but I'm too lazy to change it, so...yeah. thank for reviewing my other story I m will contiune with it just don't know when but please enjoy this one it going to be a sad one with an ending.
Warning : For abuses and languages
Summary: about Takao (tyson) at 19 and he is dying and how he and kai love each other
Pair: TYKa
This is really long, but it's worth the read! Bring a tissue
Chapter 1
October 31, 1993
"You better come back here you good for nothing brat!"
I covered my ears with my palms. That was my stepmother calling me. Her voice sounds murderous and I didn't want to face her today.
She had slapped and hit me too much already. I'm afraid I can't take it anymore so I hid in my closet.
I peeked through the crack in my closet and saw my stepmom with a really pissed off look on her face. She was holding that stick that I'm always afraid of.
I winced thinking about how much it would hurt if she hits me with it again.
I'm just thirteen and whoever said 13 was an unlucky number, they were right. My mom had died when I was just turning ten. Before she died she told me that
I
was the most beautiful boy in the world and how proud she was to be
my mother. She said even though she'll be gone, her love is with me
always.
Tears rolled down my cheeks.
'If you love me mommy, how can you be so selfish to leave me?'
So now when I had turn 13 my dad had married to Nari Sato, who is my stepmom today. She was a cold-hearted woman who tortured me all day, any self-esteem I had for myself was shattered and I was living a nightmare.
My closet door suddenly opened. "There you are you wicked boy!"
My stepmom started cussing at me as she pulled me out and threw me onto the floor. I began to tremble because I knew what was going to happen next.
Whack whack whack.
I cried out in pain but I knew that no one is going to hear my cries.
I desperately began to gasp for air. My heart was aching again. I couldn't breathe.
"Not again! Don't you see how much you're costing your father and me with your heart problems?
If it wasn't for all these medical bills we wouldn't be so poor now!" I had this heart condition where air would suddenly shut off and I couldn't breathe.
The doctors are trying to save me by giving me a respirator and pills, but they're not sure how much longer
I'll be able to live. My dad (who was a pathetic excuse for a man) came in. He looked down at me with sorrowful eyes.
He held my stepmom's arm lightly and said,
"I think he had enough. You don't want him to have another attack. Calm down and let's have dinner."
"That's why I'm hitting him!" she yelled. "he got detention and stayed after school for an hour.
He was supposed to be home to go buy food for dinner and make it. Your son is so evil. he wants me to starve or something!"
"I didn't get detention. The teacher wanted to talk to me about-"
But I was cut off by the whack of my stepmom's stick. I cried silently in pain and turned away.
I didn't want to look at him. My dad said,
"Well, dinner's just going to be a little late today. Takao, say sorry to your mom."
Despite the pain, I managed to say,
"Sorry mom. Please forgive me." My dad handed me some money.
"Here. Go buy food to make mee-yuk-gook tonight."
My stepmom's temper simmered down a little as my dad lead her out of my room.
I picked up the money and headed for the store. Mr. Mizuhara, the owner of Mizu Food
Market, shook his head as I walked in. He knew what kind of hell I was going through. I finished my shopping and checked out.
Which who also had a son his named was Max, he and I grew up together and knew about my abuse at home. I told him everything and ask him not to tell anyone about my abuses.
"That'll be $3.49."
"What?" I asked. "Umm…Mr. Mizuhara. That's impossible. With all this stuff it should be around $15."
"I know Takao" Mr. Mizuhara gave me a sad smile.
"The exact price is $14.32. Why don't you keep the change for yourself?"
I opened my mouth in shock. "Mr. Mizuhara…I..I can't do that," I said as I handed him 20. He only took five.
"No. Keep it. I know that stepmom of yours don't give you any money." I looked up at Mr. Mizuhara with tears in my eyes.
Here he was, just a friend reaching out to me. I said thanks and headed for home.
A/N: I stop here this is the chapter one so I hope your enjoy it Pls
R&R