VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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Anastasia's pov:
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A lie covered with another lie.

At this point - I was no longer drowning a pool of lies. It was a fucking ocean.

The horrible night of the ceremony took place almost 2 weeks ago. Who's counting right.

I had sold a lie to jungkook , saying that taehyung and I had a disagreement and his rudeness stabbed my soft heart, which lead to my fountain of tears.

He doubted taehyung so much that he bought it. He had also gave me clear warnings to stay away from taehyung and his raging arrogance. Something I was going to do either way because I was done with him and his fucking deal. I was going to pay him back every cent but in paper , not sex. That asshole does not deserve my time nor kindness. Infact I've been doing great since. No sneaking around and lying to jungkook. The club was going to be shut down for a while. Mr Norman wanted to lay low after the whole Greg incident. People felt his club was no longer safe like he promised.

Besides - it was the festive season.

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11 : 23 am

With a deep sigh and much consideration, I twist the handle and enter the dark bedroom. It reeked of medication and sweat. Ignoring the stares I received, I paced to the wooden round table , laying down the tray of food.

"Goodmorning mama", I greet as I stride to the dusty curtains , pushing them apart to allow the rays of sunlight to pour into the dark cave of depression. "Your room needs to be thoroughly cleaned. The dust and dirty sheets will make you more sick-", i turn to look at her gloomy face. "How are you?", I force a little smile.

"Don't come in here playing mother mary-", she gave a wheezing cough. "I told Diana I didn't want this room cleaned", she hissed. "Mama, I understand you don't wish to be moved around but it's for the benefit of your health ", I tried reasoning but she continues to cough ,waving a hand. "Water-", I rushed to the tray , grabbing the glass of warm water and heading to the bed. "Drink this -", I hold it to her chapped lips but she pushed the glass. Water spilling and seeping into the brown carpet underneath my feet. "Call Diana. I don't want you near me-", she inhaled sharply, facing the window.

The silence that followed was claustrophobic. I felt sick. Why was I being treated this way? As If I weren't her child.

"Tomorrow is Christmas mama-", I whisper, tears welling in my eyes. "Does it look like I care?", she grit. "I'm decomposing in this damn bed while you go out there and spread your legs for money ! I don't want your dirty money paying for my bills!", She seethe and I didn't hesitate to leave the room, shutting the door and instantly breaking down.  She just made me feel so angry. I'm out here working my ass off ! Can't she just appreciate my efforts. I mean why was  the human race suddenly pissing me off.

Everyone becoming more annoying and stressful to deal with. I had 2 weeks of sanity. A normal life. So why were mere things still phasing me? Why couldn't the world just leave me alone ! Maybe swallow me up and burn my body in its volcanic core.

I get out the front door into the crisp weather. Clutching the scarf around my neck as I made my way down the grassy driveway. The lawn needed mowing. That was a problem for another day. It wasn't as If we had visitors coming over to have them judging the state of our house. Infact we did have family. No one cared though. They sorta disowned us after my father ran off. They all had warned mama since day 1 not to marry that delusional bastard. Ofcourse she had fallen for his charm and ended up with me.

I know others have it way worse and I shouldn't be complaining but I was just tired. Emotional and physicals drained.

Anyway - kooks mother has us playing secret Santa. A name chosen by each of us a few days ago out of a little red hat . I was on my way to the mall. I had picked her name. Hopefully I find a pretty trinket or dress she might appreciate. I have noticed her love for animal ornaments, maybe I should get her one for the collection. I hadn't decided yet. I was eager to know who picked my name. And no - it won't be taehyung. That asshole wasn't joining us for the Christmas feast. His mother had mentioned this to jungkook and he was glad. So was I. Atleast he won't ruin my first Christmas with their loving family. Plus joon arrived last night. It'll be my second time meeting him.