Flowers Grow From The Corner Of His Eyes || -Kim Taehyung FF- ||

Chapter 4 : "The Mature Child, the Childish Adult"

All the stuff that was on the dining table was now on the floor due to your attempt of finding the knife to protect yourself from him. Your father was standing in a distance from you with his hands up and an anxious look on his face, trying to calm you down.
At that moment however, he could only try.
Your panic attack was worsening as you felt lesser and lesser oxygen getting in your lungs with each breath. Your head as hurting really bad, and your legs were feeling weak.

You were still holding the knife, the only thing that you could have to ensure your safety at that moment. You were unsure of what you were doing, of why you were doing and of what you would do.
Adrenaline was the only thing keeping you standing.

Should I cut him, or myself...

All the workers of the house had gathered around after hearing the sounds of the breaking crockery. The maids had their hands on their mouth as they gasped.
They weren't surprised but terrified as they knew what you could do. To him or to yourself.
They knew what was the reason to your behavior as they'd seen this happening in the mansion many times in the past, but each time, your actions to them were unpredictable.

What was going to be just a dinner, turned out as bad as it could have. Things could definitely go worse from there and your father knew it.

Mr. Choi - "Y/N this will only worsen things up, drop the knife, please"

You looked at him.
Sweat was running down your forehead as you felt like your body could collapse any moment. Lots of thoughts were rushing in your mind as you breathed heavily.
Your grip on the knife however, hadn't loosened even a bit but it got even tighter as you saw him.

He looked like he was worried.
It was the same man.
Even after all those years, it was still him.

You couldn't trust him no matter what he said or did anymore, never again.
Your mind and vision were so distorted that you couldn't tell what expression he had on his face.
Was it Worry? Terror? Anger? Hatred?... Love?
You really couldn't tell.

Your bad past was flashing through your mind. You couldn't move on from the trauma that he had given you, from destroying your childhood to stealing the one you treasured more than your life, to pretending like a good person in front of you after all those years, moving on sounded like a dream.

You didn't understand his intentions, you couldn't understand his intentions, but you didn't want to understand anything related to him at all.

Y/N - "What if you try to kill me too...?"
Mr. Choi - "I won't! I won't my child. Please stop..."
Y/N - "I don't... Trust you... Argh..."

Thud

"Jiwon, call him! That Jeon Jungkook!"

"But the young lady-"

"Just do as I say!"

~

[Next Day]

You woke up as the sun rays hit your face. The light on your eyes made your head hurt.
You were annoyed with it even though it's supposed to be a peaceful feeling. Pretty much everything would make your head hurt. Your head was a little to sensitive to things and it was very difficult for your daily life.

You got got up as you arched your back and yawned but you flinched as you heard someone else's breath right beside you. But you sighed when you looked at who it was.
Jungkook, seemed to have had a hard time.