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JUNGKOOK'S POV

Punch..

Punch...

I kept delivering hard punches to
the bag. That fucking bastard was back, I knew because I've always assigned people who keep watch at their house and report to me if the situation was something big.

I gave another hard punch to the
bag. He couldn't even protect his
own daughter from me, from what
I was still going to do to her. But
then again she wasn't really his daughter, even if she was he still wouldn't have been able to keep her safe away from me.

His effort wouldn't have made a fucking difference but the bastard
didn't even try, he was too much
of a pussy for that. Some times he
just looks so much like his god damned brother that I feel like
pulling a bullet through his head,
he knew that and had wisely stayed away all this years.

I wondered why he decided to
return through, perhaps he thinks
I must have forgotten.

Definitely wrong.

A cynical smile formed on my lips,
I how my little bunny would feel
when she learns of this truth.

My precious doll..,

Yes, she was so fucking mine.

The first time I had set my eyes on
her years ago, she looked like a
living doll, since then I always call
her that. Even right now I wanted to see her,wanted to feel her lips
around me as she gazed at me with those beautiful eyes of her.

Damn.

What was fucking wrong with me?
She was seriously fucking me up.

My mouth hardened to a grim line
as I delivered another hard punch
sending the bag flying back to a far
distance.“Now that was a hard hit”
I heard a familiar voice say from behind me. I didn't even bother to turned around to face him.

“What fucking brings you here?”

“Nothing just decided to check up on you, it's been a long.” I snorted aloud to that, and just began to deliver another punch but his next word stopped my fist midway.

“Dad misses you”

I paused momentarily, I know only
to well the underlying context of
his words, I walk to the rack to
grab a towel. I wiped off the sweat from my face before turning
around to face him. “Well semester still ain't over yet is it?” I gratefully accepted a chilled beer from his extended hand.

A short laugh escaped his mouth
before he lifted his beer to his lips.

“Is that the only the fucking reason you came over here? To tell me that dad wants me back? Get to the point.”

Ignoring my question, his gazed
swept around the house.“It's quiet relaxing here isn't it? It sure feel so damn good to take a fucking break from the shits happening all over there in the business and it's
happen frequently”

I follow his gaze, this was once our
family's house but not anymore. Dad hasn't stepped inside of this house after the incident that happened to Mom and Cleo.

I guess he doesn't want to
remember.

Sometimes I also wished I don't
remember too but it wasn't
fucking possible. I still get those
damn nightmares whenever I close my eyes, I still see Mom lifeless eyes, Cleo in her pool of blood.

I couldn't fucking get it out of my
head no matter how hard I tried,
so I stopped trying.

“I heard you brought her here
inside this house?”

One of my brows rose at his
statement, he was surely quiet well informed.“Keeping tabs on me?”

We stared at each other for some
time until he decided to look
away. “I'm not so idle it was dad idea just to ensure you are alright, you live here alone, you are still his son after all”

I kept silent to that, so he
continued. “If you really want
revenge a simple bullet to the head would do it would be all over in a blink of an eye.”

I froze at his statement before
regaining my composure, I gulped
down a mouthful of my beer. His words stirred up something from
the pit of my stomach, it left a sour taste in my mouth.

She was mine, she wouldn't leave
me so easily, she would never be
free of me.

“Thanks for your suggestion but I
have my own way of exerting my
revenge.”

“It's already been years, and you
are not still letting go? You are not
in love with her are you?”

My brows shut up at his words.“Whatever gave you such idea you are so damned wrong”

“Am I? You left dad and the
business to return here, I know
you came back to this town, this house because of her. I don't
think you hate her as you fucking
say, rather you are more than just obsessed with her.”

I throw my now empty can to the nearest trash before facing him
squarely.“I'm fucking hate her!
And I making her pay in my on
way!” I grounded out with utmost certainty.

“What ever you fucking feel for
her is definitely not hate, but one thing for sure is that your feelings
for her is unhealthy for you”

“I fucking know what I'm doing,
you don't need to explain shit
about what I feel.”

We stared at each other heatedly,
I flung the towel away from my
shoulders. I wasn't discussing this with him, I just began to head out when he's spoke.

“Does she know?”

I slowed down to a brief halt
knowing fully well what he was
asking. “No.”

“I just hope you know what you
are doing, I really hope you do for your own sake. I'll stay here for a
few days”

“You have no right to fucking judge me brother, You and I know
that you are no any better than I
am.”

I walked out with this words leaving him to stare after me. He was fucking right about one thing, whatever I feel for Lisa definitely unhealthy. I know because it scared me too sometimes, but I know damn fucking well what I'm doing.


And what I planned doing next

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