Milk

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I'm lost. I know I'm somewhere, I just don't know where that somewhere is. Actually, no. Lost isn't the word I would use. I was taken.

"MOON TAEJI, GET BACK HERE NOW!!!" Taeil screeched at me, furious about what he heard from his friends.

"I'M SICK OF YOU ALL!!! TELL DAD I'M NOT TAKING OVER HIS DAMN BUSINESS!!! THAT'S LITERALLY EXACTLY WHY HE HAD YOU TWO IDIOTS!!! SO YOU ALL CAN TAKE YOUR f*****g FILTHY MONEY AND SHOVE IT!!!" By then, Taebin is on the floor crying.

"Look, if you hate me, hate me all you want. Hate dad, hate mom, FOR GOD'S SAKE, HATE QUESO IF YOU WANT!!! But Taebin did nothing, so please apologize to him. I hate seeing him upset, and I hate seeing you upset. So please, just apologize to him. You have nobody to confi-"

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT HE'S WEAK AND CAN'T HANDLE ANYONE BEING MAD AT HIM, AND IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU'RE A SUCK-UP, A JERK, AND YOU WON'T EVEN LISTEN WHEN I TRY TO TELL YOU THAT YOUR BEST FRIEND IS EVIL!!!" I yelled, grabbing the pet carrier, a blanket, the harness and leash, and going upstairs. I was in my room, packing. I found a giant purple duffel bag with leather lining, so I put everything in it, socks first, then underwear, then bras, then sleepwear, then pants, then shirts, and then I put a pillow and another two blankets in my bag. I also grabbed my backpack for school, took out the uniform, because I don't wear it, and put my three favorite pairs of shoes in it. "Come here, Queso!" I cooed lovingly, sitting down criss-cross for my orange tabby cat to sit with me so I could put his harness and leash on. I got up, opened the luggage-like handle on the rolling pet carrier, grabbed my backpack, duffel, and leash, and walked downstairs with Queso. 

"Please, Jiji. Don't go... Please..."

"If you didn't want me to leave, you should have actually treated me like a sister. But you didn't. And no matter how many chances I give you, you won't change. So f**k you." I stated, my voice evidently laced with venom as I slipped on my olive green coat and Chuck Taylor boots. 

"Bet I look pretty weird running away from home in Gucci shorts, crop top, and coat while I'm simultaneously walking a cat, don't I, Queso?" Yep.