BTS Is Incomplete Without You (BTS 8th Member)

It's Not My Fault

"Let's talk Y/n." He said in a dead serious tone and I heard the child lock clicking in and the fear settled inside me. Still I tried my best to not make it known to him.

"What happened to Mom?" I said with my eyes straight at the car aross.

"Oh now you care about her? Were were you and your concern all these years, huh?"

I had no answer.

"And why are you back now? Got kicked out of circus? I didn't knew it would take you to so long to come back to your senses."

"I just want to know what happened to Mom?"

"Cirrhosis."

"What's that?"

"What she got for drinking like there's no tommorow. Liver damage."

"When did she started drinking again? As long as I can remember she had been in control."

"Yeah as long as you remember but as long as I remember it started right after you left."

"Where did she got the money. Don't tell me, you gave her..." I turned my head to him

"Why would I waste my money on her¡!" He gives me a scoff.

"Exactly... Why are you spending your money on her hospital bills?" The Leo I know didn't even provided her living expenses, so why would he pay so her treatment.
I leered at him for answer.

"Cause I ain't the black sheep of the family it's you. It's you who's responsible for her condition like you were nine years ago. "
He said pushing finger at my shoulder.

"Stop blaming me into things just so you could be at peace. I talked to my therapist and realized it's not my fault that Papa got into an accident soon after our fight. IT'S NOT MY FAULT! NOTHING'S MY FAULT!" I chanted closing my eyes.
"AND THIS TOO ISN'T MY FAULT!"

He bursted into laughter and I opened my eyes only to feel like a fool.
"Did you just say my therepist?" He continued his devilish laugh.

He leaned forward and I did backwards towards the door.
"What did I told you, my sweet little sister?" He asks as he caress my cheeks.
" 'You. Can't. Be. Fixed.' " He held my chin with his thumb and index finger and forced me to stare at vicious eyes.
"Got it?"

"Does she know?" Does she know that you are like this?" I find the courage to ask between the tension.

He takes his hands back.
"Suran knows I can sometimes be a little controlling."

I laugh in disbelief.
"A little controlling? What bullshit! You are a manipulator and an abuser!"

"Have you stopped thinking before you speak?" He asks joining his brows in anger.

"Are you acting like you don't know that already or does it just feels different now that I have said it to your face..."
In seconds his palm smacked my face to the seat. My body began to burn up.
I kept my hand on the aching cheek and glared at him with a wish to kill him.

"She too need to know the kind of person you are...." I started to shake the handle of the door.
"Open the door! I said open the damn door!"

"I will, when we reach home." He started the engine.

"You are scared, right?"

He said nothing instead kept his eyes at the road.

"Wow, you really are."

"Shut up, if you don't want to be thrown out of the car."
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He parked inside a building and we took elevator to the fifth floor. As soon as he unlocked the apartment, My eyes when to the big windows in the living area which showed the skyline. We too have window in our apartment but they were always covered because of media and saseng fans. It was refreshing to see the scenary after a long time.

"Guest room is there. Washroom is there. Food is in the fridge. Help yourself and be silent as the dead."

I cleared my throat before I asked
"What do you do? I mean what do you do for living?"
Cause this appartment looks pretty expensive.

He pointed towards a wall with a glass of water and proceeded to drink.

I turned around to face the wall.
"F*ck" I whisper under my breath.

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