Third Born
KyoyaxReader
"(y/n)~!!" Groaning, you hurried down the red carpeted steps of your family's newest estate. "You look gorgeous, young mistress." one of the maids greeted you.
"Thank you, Ayumi." you murmured, hoping she heard. To be honest, you weren't happy with what your parents insisted you wore to the dinner party. It was a dark red dress, cinched and the waist, and down to your knees.
You struggled to run in your black flats, the heels of it clicking on the marble floor of the mansion. "Hurry up, (y/n)!" your older sister, Reika, hollered from the limo.
"I'm trying!" you shot back, your curled (h/c) hair fluttering behind yo
No one questions a pack of cigarettes
Until you hide it
No one thinks twice about a lighter
Until you hide it
No one takes a double take at a swiss army knife
Until it's hidden
No one will makes sure they saw what they saw
Until you try to hide it
I tell everyone "It's only a secret if you treat it like one"
Because my habits are hidden in plain sight
Because no one will question something until it's a secret
I learned that fast
Keep everything in plain sight
And they don't turn a second glance
No one will questions it
Until you hide it.
My Mom taught me to appreciate the sweet things in life.
We'd sit on the couch
At 3 am, eat out of a tub of ice cream.
My Dad taught me to appreciate the finer things.
Music, art, old black and white movies.
He'd take me to museums, and watch old cartoons with me.
My Grandma taught me to never refuse a bone tossed my way.
She'd surprise me with little things.
New clothes, food, something I've been wanting.
My friends taught me that having fun isn't a bad thing.
We'd take a break from studying to go for a walk.
And I'd laugh, and I'd smile.
Music taught me that everything is okay in the end.
Whenever I get sad, I turn back to a certain st
My mom finally found out about the fact my eyesight blacks out at times and is making a big deal about it. It has been happening for a couple years now. I asked her about it once and ahe said nothing about it but now it is a serious issue. It is scaring me majorly. I don't know what to do if I should pretend it isn't happening or what. She thinks I am faking it and I'm seriously terrified. I really don't k ow anymore.
Mood: terror
Drinking:nothing
Eating:nothing
There are some people who are getting too fake on DA. They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends they can get. So, let's see who actually re-posts this. This is a test to see how many people in my friend list actually pay attention. Copy and repost this in your own bulletin. Let's see who your true friends are... Repost this if you are a friend... Don't reply... Just copy and paste this in a new journal as "Fake friends"