| Fan Fiction |
by jiyonglover
It was a typical Friday night, people gathering at someone’s house with loud beats booming through the empty streets. It amazes me that no one ever complains about the loud noises caused by wild drunken teens. I am one of them.
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I was once a good girl that would never do anything to disobey my parents. But that all changed after my parents divorced when I was fourteen, I was only a freshman in high school. Their divorce didn’t really affect me that much. In fact I knew it was going to happen one day. They had bitter arguments everyday over stupid things and I knew my mom was having an affair, but I never said anything. My dad took custody of me, while my mom fled to Korea with her new boyfriend.
I expected my dad to give me unconditional love since he fought so hard to keep me by his side. Turns out he did it to piss my mom off. He didn’t really want me to stay with him. Instead of taking care of me he was never there for me, but I liked it. While he was always out after work and coming home late with the stench of alcohol, I did the same thing.
I don’t know how it all happened, but somehow I ended up in what most people would say “the wrong clique”. I started skipping school, fighting, drinking, smoking, dating guys that were eighteen and even having sex with them just so they would pay for my piercing and tattoos. I did everything I could to fill the bored-ness I had. I was tired of living my life safely, all I wanted to do was go out, party all night and be a rebel.
I was labeled as my school’s biggest whore, bitch, slut…etc. but I didn’t care. Girls hated me, boys wanted to sleep with me. One day I would be fighting a girl, the next I would be making out with her boyfriend. It was my circle of life.
My whole group of friends consisted of guy and their girlfriends. It was hard for me to be friends with other females unless they were my guy friends’ girlfriends. Girls would always say something behind my back while I’m there so instead of dealing with them, I barely went to school. I only went to my classes twice a week, yet I was able to maintain C’s in all of my classes. Shocking, no? It was either my school had poor teachers that barely gave out work, or they must’ve liked me a lot. Either answer was fine with me.
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I was looking around the house trying to find some new faces to talk to.
Ooh…he’s cute.
I glanced over to the unfamiliar hottie and gave him a wink. A wink no guy can ever turn away from. He started making his way towards me but I started dancing with some random guy. Me shaking my ass in front of him and him grinding on me from behind like there was no tomorrow. The hottie couldn’t help but stare at us, I could see in his face that he wishes he was that random guy.
After my little game of teasing him I was aimlessly walked around trying to find the hottie until someone pulled onto my arm, making me stop and turn around to see some girl mugging at me. For once I wasn’t trying to start a fight with some girl.
“Why were you all up in my man’s face earlier?!?” she questioned me while hold her index finger up and moving her head side to side at every word. It was obvious that she was drunk and had mistaken me for someone else.
I threw her arm off of mine, turned around and continued walking.
“Bitch don’t fucking ignore me!” she grabbed onto my hair making me step back a little. Out of natural instincts I immediately turned around and socked her in her face, she fell to the floor and started crying.
“Bitch who the fuck you think you are?” I said calmly.
Her friends saw what happened and started bitching at me. For some reason I was in no mood to fight today. If it was any other day I would’ve beat the shit out of them already. I continued to walk away, but yet again some girl pulled on my hair.
What’s with these bitches and hair pulling?
I was getting extremely annoyed and irritated. For once at a party I wanted to enjoy myself and not start shit, but apparently that can’t happen. I became myself again and started throwing punches at them, never missing a hit. All of a sudden I felt cold hands held onto my arms. I tried to release the grip but who ever it was, was too strong. Annoyed I looked back, only to see a cop.
“Miss, you’re coming downtown with us along with these girls” the cop stated emotionlessly.
For the first time someone had actually called the cops for the loud booming music. Most of the people were able to run off before the cops step foot into the house. Unfortunately for me and the bitches, we were too caught up in fighting.
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“I’m sorry officers, it really won’t happen ever again” my father pleaded to the police.
“Sir, if this happens again you won’t be able to bail her out any more” said the officer
“I’ll talk some sense into her. Thank you again.” He pushed me out the glass doors and into his car.
I sat in the car silently looking out the window. He didn’t say anything to me until we got home.
“Kim Yoobin! What the hell are thinking?!? Matter of fact what was I thinking three years ago when I was fighting to keep you with me?!?”
“Because you love me?” I said innocently.
“One more strike and you’re going to jail!” He stopped shouting, reached into his pocket and grabbed out his phone. He looked at it hesitantly and started dialing. He waited for someone to pick the phone.
I kept silence and stared at the ground as if it was the most fascinating thing I ever seen. All I could feel was the bored-ness coming back to me.
“Take her back April, I can’t take care of her anymore”
My head shot up at the name of my mom. My dad went into his room, tired, I did the same thing. I lay on my bed face down, stuffing my face into my pillow, and started thinking of my mom.
Would she really take me back? No she’s too self-centered to do that. What would she think of me when she sees what I have become? What would she say when she sees all of my tattoos? Nothing, she wouldn’t take me back no way, no how.
Millions of questions raced through my mind. Mixed emotions came upon me.
I became too tired to think and dosed off.
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My dad stormed in and threw a suitcase into my room, unfazed I slowly opened my eyes.
“You’re moving to Korea to your mom” he said angrily slamming the door behind him.
“WHAT?!?!?”