Far Away (BTS Hybrid Au)

Broken

Eun-Jae's pov

I awoke to the sounds of loud shouting and glass breaking downstairs, somehow this felt like deja vu. I rubbed my eyes, groaning as I could only hear more shouting and stuff breaking. I looked over at my clock, seeing that it was around seven in the morning which made me groan in frustration. Thank god for having no class this week, otherwise, I would be in a horrible mood. I pulled the pillow over my head, trying lull myself back to sleep but it was no use as I heard more shouting. This time it sounded as if it was coming from Namjoon, then I heard more stuff being broken. At this point, I was really pissed off. Jimin and Yoongi were the only ones who knew that I was not a morning person, whatsoever, Hoseok had only seen me this angry a few times but the others haven't. I ripped the pillow off my head, angrily got out of bed and basically threw my door open. I marched downstairs till I got towards the living room and I let out a gasp, as I spotted the mess. The TV was completely broken, the couch had nearly been ripped apart and my inn table now was split in half. As I scanned the room, I noticed nobody was in here. So I headed towards where I heard the shouting, which came from the game room Felix had built for me. I opened the door, seeing that the place was a mess. The T.V that was hanging on the wall was ripped off and thrown across the room, shattered in pieces. Most of the games were all over the floor, several of the bean bags had been ripped to shreds. I looked over to where the shouting came from, where I completely froze in place. Jimin was being held back by Namjoon and Jin, while Yoongi was being held back by Jungkook, Taehyung and Hoseok. Jimin and Yoongi were looking seriously pissed off with one another, shouting at each other at the top of their lungs while the others tried to stop them. Jimin said something and suddenly a picture frame came flying from Yoongi's direction towards Jimin. Namjoon let out a shout as Jimin dodged the picture frame which bounced off the wall, the glass of the frame broke as it flew over my way. I looked down at the picture, letting out a gasp as I saw the cracked frame and picture.

"Pup." Namjoon said, I didn't look up as I bent down and picked up the picture. This was one of the last pictures I had taken with my Dad, before he and Mom died. Tears welled in my eyes as I held the frame in my hand, Mom had gotten the frame engraved for the picture and gifted it to me for Christmas later in the year. My lip quivered as I let out a small gasp, running my fingers over the broken and cracked frame. That's when I felt anger run through my body and I wanted to scream.

"Pup?"

I looked up at Namjoon, shocking all of them as I held the frame tightly.

"You broke it.." I whispered silently, as tears streamed down my face. The only two to ever see me cry was Jimin and Yoongi and that was one time because I had a horrible day at both school and work.

"Kitten, what's the matter? It's just a stupid picture. There's no reason to cry." Yoongi shrugged, making me scoff loudly.

"Just a picture?!"

"Princess, calm down." Jin said softly.

"Calm down?!! How can I calm down when Yoongi blatantly broke the picture frame my mother had engraved for me for Christmas with the last picture I ever took with my father?!!" All the boys' eyes widened, as I only saw red at the moment.

"This was my mother's last christmas present to me!!! I can't get another one because she did the engraving herself!! This was a one of a kind present and there's no way to fix it!!! They both are dead!! Both of them are gone!!! And you say that it's just a stupid picture?!!" I snapped at Yoongi, whose ears flattened against his head. I took a deep breath, trying to contain my anger but it wasn't working.

"You broke the last gift she ever gave me.." I cried out, I took another deep breath and shook my head.

"Pup?" Hoseok asked.

"I want you all to clean this up. Both the living room and in here. I don't even want to hear what you two were arguing about, just do it. I'm going back upstairs." I said, my voice coming out low and pissed at the same time. When none of them moved, I felt my chest explode with anger. Mostly towards Yoongi and Jimin for fighting in the first place.

"Get cleaning. NOW."

Jimin and Yoongi immediately scrambled out the other's hold and started picking up stuff as I stared down at the picture. My tears hit the frame, as I kept my eyes on my Dad who was smiling brightly at me while I was looking away from him. My arms were wrapped around his arm, while he was leaning against a large boulder. "Cub.." Taehyung whined, but I didn't look at him. I sniffled loudly, hearing soft footsteps come towards me. I looked up, backing away from Hoseok and immediately took off of upstairs to my room not realizing that I dropped the picture and frame. I ignored the calls of concern from the boys, rushing into my room and closed the door. I closed my door, leaning against it and slid down to sit down. I brought my knees to my chest and buried my face into my knees, just letting all of my emotions out. That picture was taken during one of our trips out of town, it was the best and last vacation I had with the two of them. Mom was the one who took the picture, I can still hear the cries of the wilderness behind us and Mom's laughter as we had taken so many funny pictures that day. Kyungsoo was actually on that trip with us, he still had a good relationship with our parents. So I wasn't the only child out of the four of us to talk to Mom and Dad. Why? Why did it have to be that picture?