VENOM | TAEHYUNG

2

08 : 21 am
-

"BABY!", he screamed , banging his hands on my desk . I gasp , looking around with a startled expression. "Hey -", jungkook laughed and I frown, hitting his arm. "Kookie? Why would you do that-", I complain in a groggy voice. "You were falling asleep baby", he poked my cheek with his finger. "I'm just so tired ", I yawn , blinking hard at my laptop screen. "How could you possibly be tired baby? You told me you needed to rest and went to bed early last night ". I hum and nod my head , trying to conjure a lie - "I'm still very sleepy. I took some pills for this hammering headache. I can never get enough of sleep", I smile up at his soft face. "Well- thank god its a Saturday. You clock out at 12 right?", he leaned against my desk and I hummed in response. I was too drained to speak. I desperately needed to sleep before another long shift at the club.

"Can we do movie date tonight?", he fluttered his lashes and I scratch my brow. "Uhm- my mother needs help with something. Maybe tomorrow?", I suggest and he didn't hesitate to nod. "Anything for my princess ", he leaned in to kiss me. "Kookie - we're at work ", I laugh as he kissed my cheek anyway. "I love you. I will kiss you anywhere on the planet", he pet my head. "So - tell me princess. When am I going to meet your family?", everything within me almost shut down at that question. Scrunching my nose, I keep my eyes on the screen. "Uhm -soon", I whisper. How could I take him to that trash that I call home? My mother was in bed all day. I had no father. The place was always in a mess. I swear I'd clean when I had free time on my hands.

"Before Thanksgiving?", he reached out ,touching my hair. "Soon", I repeat and he gave a nod. "You are aware it's like melting weather. Why are you draped in a scarf?", he giggled and I shrug. "Cold", I whisper, beginning to sort emails. Lies - that asshole from last night practically marked my neck with his hand print. I couldn't allow kookie to see that. He'd have questions and I won't be able to answer them without cooking up more lies. "Please try to rest after helping your mother. You looked miserable baby", he sighed out , kissing my cheek. "I will see you later", he waved and head for the elevator.

-
18 : 21 pm

"Mama, it's soup", I hold out the spoon but she refused to open her mouth. "Please-", I beg for the hundredth time. "Look at how weak you've gotten ", my eyes scanning her boney figure as she leaned against the headboard. She breathed as if she were wheezing. Eyes sunken and lips chapped. "Mama, please. I have to leave for work soon. Aren't you hungry?", I place the bowl aside and place my hand over hers. "Why won't you speak yo me?", my voice brittle as I stroked her dry skin with my thumb. "Go away-", she whispered in a breathless voice.

"Mama- ", the pooled eyes escape and I quickly lift my hands , wiping them from my cheeks. "I've asked you many times not to come in here. I refuse to speak to prostitutes", she hissed and glared at me. "Mama- I'm not a prostitute ", I sob. "Whatever you're doing is disgusting. First your father ruined my life and now you. Please get out of my room", she began to cough and I quickly get to my feet. "Okay- I'm leaving. Please have water", I take the bowl and leave her alone.

Weeping hysterically- I almost trip while running into the kitchen, throwing the bowl into the sink. Bringing up my hands , I cover my face, sobbing into my palms. The world had broken me at a young age. How would I ever be honest with jungkook if I couldn't be honest with myself. I would never admit to being fucked up. I had gotten so consumed by the pain that I felt numb. I was able to smile as if my world weren't burning right before my eyes.

Mama had quit speaking to me years back. She never grasped the fact that I was only working this job because we were in so much debt. Who would feed us? Who would pay for bills? Me - I had to do it. Calling me a prostitute won't make up for the fact that she was a shitty mother after father had left. God knows where the man is. Maybe he was dead. Good riddance.