-a sorry won't change anything | lee know-

chapter 2

I didn't like school, but neither did I like home. My alcohol addict mum was there and almost all the time except when she was outside, she would be using alcohol bottles and smashing them on Jungkook or beating him up. Sometimes when she was too drunk, she would do the same to me. Whenever I saw Jungkook like that, my heart would sink, and I felt like I was letting him go every time he got weaker. Thus, when my mum was out drinking to forget my dad or sleeping, I would be treating Jungkook's wounds that now some had turned into scars.

As we stepped into the house, we quietly looked around if mum was around. Unfortunately, she was home, and she pounced on Jungkook from behind him and started beating him. The thing was, Jungkook never cried for help, never begged for her to stop. He never cried, he just kept quiet.

I couldn't look anymore. I dashed to my room in the one-story apartment and hid in there until I heard no more noise and the main door slamming shut. She had gone back to the bar. The money we saved, it was all for her wine, beer and soju. I picked up the first aid kit from under my bed which I hid and dragged Jungkook, who was whimpering softly on the floor. I treated his wounds which were getting worse and worse day by day. He told me he didn't want me to get hurt so he took most of the pain he had so I didn't need to suffer.

I noticed a shard of glass stuck at his knee and I took it out as he tried his best to muffle his scream into a pillow.

I immediately cleaned his wound with the good alcohol to kill of any bacteria in his wound and applied medication before sticking a plaster on it. I worked on the rest of his wounds in silence as he squeezed the nearest pillow he could find and tried his best not to scream or cry when I pulled out the shards with a pair of tweezers.

I finally finished and I sent him a sympathetic smile. He held both of my hands and stared straight into my soul, "I'll get us both out of here one day. Alright?"

I nodded, slightly doubting him even though I shouldn't be.

We headed up to our secret hideout, the rooftop. We sat there, pointing out which clouds were which shape. It was a thing me and Jungkook would do if we were ever stressed. Bother the other to come up here with you. But it was comforting to be watching the scenery unfold before your eyes so it was worth it to be disturbed.

Unfortunately, we heard mum opening the door loudly and we rushed down the stairs to our floor and entered through my room window.

I bravely went up to her, "What are we eating for dinner mum?" like I always asked.

"Dinner?!?! We hardly have any food, nor do we have any water and you want dinner?!?! If you want it so bad, here's $3, go buy you and your brother a sandwich to share.

I sighed and took the coins, stuffing them into my pocket as I went to the nearest convenience store. I hope Jungkook would still be alive when I come back.

I fastened my pace and eventually, I ran there. I pushed opened the doors and got a large cup of noodles and paid. But just as I was about to exit, it started pouring and I groaned. I didn't have an umbrella with me. Droplets of rain fell onto my skin. Just then, the sound of rain continued but it dropping was no longer there. I stared up and Minho was looking down at me, using his umbrella to cover me while he stood in the rain.

"Yah! You'll get wet and catch a cold." I said, looking at his drenched hair. Instead of responding, he pushed the umbrella towards me, causing me to hold it while he walked away without saying anything. I yelled his name numerous times but ii gave up as he didn't respond. I walked home with his umbrella. Guess I'll just give it back to him tomorrow then.

I walked home with the umbrella in one hand and the bag of noodles in the other.

As I entered the house, I immediately hid the umbrella and poured hot water in the cup before sharing it with Jungkook.

"You should eat more." He said. I looked up at him and shook my head vigorously.

"Eating less doesn't mean your cancer would go away you know."

I sighed and ate anyway, still leaving some for him.

The next morning, I ran to the classroom earlier than usual and tried to spot for Minho. Checking my timetable, I realised my first lesson was not with him. I laid the umbrella on his table and left hurriedly to the field as my first lesson was physical education. After changing into my attire, I walked onto the field and noticed Felix and Chan on the field as well. They came towards me while I just tilted my head in confusion.

"We are in the same period as you." Felix said calmly as he and Chan bowed to me and I quickly bowed back.

"Come on, I think the coach is calling us." Chan said, dragging me by the arm to the middle of the field where a half tired, half angry coach was waiting.

We got separated into boys and girls and I grew close friends with a girl called Ji-Woo which happened to be Felix's girlfriend. She was really kind and looked out for me, cause I didn't look out for myself when a ball was about to fly in my face.

After physical education finally ended, I headed to my next class and there Minho was, sitting down with a cold expression reading his book and ignoring my presence as I sat down. I scoffed at his actions and noticed the black umbrella under his table. 

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