I furrowed my eyebrows and asked being hella confused "why, you are so talented, you know so many things and on top of it you come first in every test, they will be so proud and happy for you" , she flashed a weak smile and answered "last time they talked to me, which was 14 years, they were yelling at me".
"what really...!!!why" she sighed and replied "they got divorce when I was 4 years old Jungkook, we were never a happy family", This just turn out the mood, she must have faced a lot. "they never really talked to me or to each other, I was raised by a lady whose name ......I don't remember and who ignored me too, they often said I am useless and was a mistake, you know it's hard to admit that my parents ignored me, they never came to me, my dad never talked to me, my mom hated seeing me, I was often in my room locked, never showed up until my grandpa paid a visit, my parents were arranged, never really loved each other, I was surely a regretful mistake for them" her eyes were turning red and so was her cheeks and nose .
I held her hand firmly assuring I am here which she replied with a small smile continued "the day they got their divorce, my custody was given to my father, my mother didn't even fought for it and my dad accepted it because of pressure and forceful compulsion, of course for reputation and money, after a few days he brought a new lady and a kid who was older than me, my stepmother, that's what society called her............... hated me and so was my dad, their son often tortured me Jungkook they were never easy for me" she took a deep breath before continuing.
"I fought against him once that resulted him to bleed and because of that I received slaps from my step mom and dad, I decided to face it and deal with it, there was no one who cared for my bruises, I treated all of my bruises alone, my grandpa was often out of station for work, when he returned after months ,I tried my best to hide as it sadden him, I made excuses"
A grand silence scattered around us before she broke it.
" One day when I was in my room treating my arms, that was there because of my step brother and my only friend, it was paining but I didn't cried, he saw it and panicked and took me to the hospital, my test came, my arm was dislocated, I had severe bruises all over the body, and one of my ribs had a crack, it took months to recover, my grandpa decided to take me with him and I went to Osaka, at the age of 13, after that I lived with my grandpa happily, everyday with him turns out to be the best day of my life but" my eyes were red now of hearing how much pain she has gone through, tears dropped from her eyes and I couldn't control myself too, she sobbed a little and continued "at the age of 16, he left me too, he left me while smiling but after he left I never smiled again". That's when it hits me, why she never smiles, it was only for her grandpa but I promise I will bring it back.
" on his funeral, I saw my mom, dad and their separate families after so long, they came there just for the sake of society, they didn't felt what I felt and they'll feel what I feel now, I am nothing to them, my mom came with her husband and daughter, she saw me when she was leaving, I smiled weakly at her, thinking that maybe, just maybe she would at least ask me how am I doing, but she made a disgusted face as if she saw trash and left me. my dad and his family ignored me just like I am passer by in the crowd, I was left alone" her grip on my hands became loose and she composed herself for a moment.
" so I decided to come here, the only one who was proud of me and cared for me left me but I know he is watching me" she looked up to the sky and I wiped my tears and her tears and blurted my real thoughts "he is not the only one who is proud of you, he is not the only who cares for you, he is the first one but you got me on your side who cares for you, who is happy and proud of you, your parents might think you are a mistake but they don't know how rare and special gem you are, they might not know the value of you but trust me you are not useless, you are the most precious girl, the most strongest girl and most beautiful girl I have ever seen, I know you moved on, you are a strong girl but I can say it still hurts, it's ok to cry but crying for the one who doesn't care for you is useless, I don't want to see you cry ever again" she wiped her falling tear while looking to the ground and I just continued in silence "I want to see you smile, hear your giggles and laugh".
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Last trust (Sakook)
General Fiction"I trusted you, I guess it was my mistake" "I messed up" "we hurt only the ones we love" - this story is purely an art of fiction, the images used are not mine, I hope you like it. -This is my first ever story and so it's not so well written, the ch...