𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 | jungwon. ✓

⟢ #EP_3

- EPISODE THREE -

oh no, please no!
original story by @wonylattee

song of the chapter:
step on up - ariana grande

—— her

I WAS HAPPY, to say the least. I had started off my day seeing Coffee Boy, aka the most handsome man on the planet. I had also had some of the best coffee I had had in a while and enjoyed eavesdropping on the conversations as I had stared through the window and thought about practically nothing.

My mothers house wasn't far from The Little Mocha. It was just down the block, in fact. I was lucky my mother was a respected businesswoman in the town. She owned a very popular finance business, and was a very cherished member of the society.

The mansion stood just opposite a small playground, and as I walked past, I spotted a couple of kids frolicking around and enjoying themselves in the nice late summer weather.

As I walked into my driveway, I quickly deposited of my shoes at the front door, before carefully opening the door in an effort to not disturb anyone.

As I walked in, I spotted my step-father in the kitchen. Strange. He couldn't cook for shit, something I knew all too well.

"Morning Seokjin!" I chimed, making my way up to him and fetching a bottle of water from the fridge. I've always preferred ice cold water over any other temperature.

"Morning Haejin!" he chimed back, cutting up a few strawberries maliciously, their green heads flying off into oblivion. "How was your walk?"

"It was good," I replied, before chugging down a good, long sip of water. Ahh, water never tasted better. "Where's mom?"

I looked around the living room. My mother was no where to be seen.

Seokjin paused what he was doing, pursing his lips. The smile on his face slowly faltered, before appearing again in a more diminished state. "She's in her office," he paused again before resuming: "And I think she would like to speak to you."

I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why couldn't she come talk to me in a more lively atmosphere, rather than being smushed inside that dingy office of hers.

I put back the bottle of water, screwing the top on nicely before doing so, slamming the fridge door shut. As I walked out I slipped out a quick "See ya!" to Seokjin.

He was my moms fiancé. They began their relationship around 2 years ago, just months after my parents divorce. They had gotten engaged just a year ago, and I could sense that a wedding was coming.

I made my way up the stairs, those short lived spurts of happiness disappearing almost instantly, being replaced with thoughts of doubt. What had I done wrong this time?

I didn't bother knocking on the door. I just barged in, and plopped myself down on the chair in front of my mothers desk. My mother just glared and me, before typing a few extra words and closing her laptop shut.

"Haejin," she began, scooting her chair forward. "I have some important matters I need to discuss with you."

I rolled my eyes. "No 'hello?', not even a 'good morning'?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.

My mother pursed her lips. "I'm sorry, honey. I've been really busy lately, these things just seem to slip my mind."

"That's fine" I muttered under my breath. I was used to my mother being busy. She hardly had time for me. It was just me and Seokjin most of the time, I felt I was closer to him even though he wasn't even my biological parent. My mother seemed to prioritise work over everything else. Even over her own fiancé.

"Listen, Haejin. I know what I'm about to tell you might be difficult, but please tell me you get where I'm coming from?" she asked, her voice tone softening.

"I don't even know what the thing is" I sassily replied, irritated. Why couldn't she just get to the point?

"Just answer the question!" This time, her voice tone was far more stern.

"Yeah, I guess."

She cleared her throat and scooted closer on her chair before continuing. I was dreading it.

"You're going to live with your dad."

My jaw dropped, and my eyes became angry. I was shocked! I hadn't seen him for 10 years, and heck, I didn't want to move cities. What about school?! I couldn't possibly move schools now?! I was in my final year, about to graduate, and my mom thinks this is a good idea?!

"Mom, you can't do that! I don't want to move cities, it's been 10 years since I last saw him! What about school? If I don't get good grades, I can't get into a good university!"

My mother just remained completely calm during this outburst of mine, something that ticked me off. "Your dad and I have both agreed that this is the best for you. I've enrolled you in one of the best schools there, it's all sorted out already. I don't want any complaints."

I scoffed and folded my arms across my chest. I already had the perfect life. I had a nice home, enough money to spend and enjoy a lavish lifestyle, friends that loved me, and of course, Coffee Boy.

"But Mom-"

"No 'buts' Haejin! You will be leaving on Saturday."