How did I ended up like this? How did I ended up wanting her to at least glance at me, I fucking hate her so bad.
...
"Ack!—"
Gripping her hair as I tilt her head up to look at me. Tears spilled down her cheeks, she looks like she's in pain.
I know, that probably hurt a lot. My mom does that to me, she deserves to feel what it feels like, it's her fault, everything.
"Didn't I told you? I told you to not go to school today right?" I leaned close, I can feel the edge of my bottom lip gazing on her ear. She tensed up.
"I... I can't. Th-There's a test—"
"Exactly! You... You always... Win over me... You always push me down." I was never the top... I was always the second to her. God... If only... If only she's not alive.
Grips her hair even harder, she winced sharply, she lift her hand shaking as she tries to grab my hand away from her hair. My eyes hardened.
*A week later*
"I hate you... So freaking bad." Tears spills down my cheeks, my fingers digging deep into her hair. Her eyes softened, she lift her hand to held mine.
"It doesn't hurt as much as before. You've gotten softer." She whispered with a smile, my whole body tensed.
"Yuri, you won't marry him won't you?" She suddenly asked. Marrying what my mom wants me to be with, means achieving what I have always wanted, her approvements to me. I have always... Always been working so hard for that. My whole life I let her control me. And now... I can have that just by marrying a stranger.
"I will." I said coldly, but it was trembling.
Her eyes softened. She easily took my hand away from her hair and placed it on her cheeks, then she took my finger and dragged it down to her lips.
"I should be the only one who's going to put a ring on this..." She said.
Fuck Mom's approvement... Fucking hell.
"You wouldn't marry him right?"
She always... Always win me over.
Suddenly... She pushed me down the bed slowly, and she's on top of me again... And I'm in second.
