Desolate Innocence ||T.K.V||

▶︎Chapter 3▶︎

"Aww, my Eun baby, it is so nice and refreshing to meet you," says Mrs Jeon with a wide and happy smile, hugging a tall, thin lean girl, wearing a short dress reaching her thighs, showing off her long, slender legs with high boot clutching her like second skin, the girl smiled and hugged the smiling woman.

Mrs Jeon beams with happiness and hugs the girl back, and then Eunbi, the girl, parted from the hug and looks at her mother with a wicked smile and half smirk, a dark glint present in her eyes reflecting like Crystal, and she asks in a dark, wicked tone.

"Is my punching bag ready?"

Mrs Jeon returned her smirk winked dangerously and said in a dark whisper.

"Perfectly,"

Both women laughed like manic psychaos, with dark glints contemplating in their sharp cunning eyes, they raised their hands and did loud Hi-Fi, people would think of them as a best mother-daughter duo with best friend vibe, they must be thinking that they were planning to do a family get-together or some mother-daughter hang-out, but, Alas, who is going to tell them, what those women are going to do with an innocent soul.

Both women reached out from the Airport went toward the Taxiway booked a taxi and made their vicious steps toward their home, where an innocent boy was working from the soul and trying to clean the house.

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Jungkook huffed silently while sipping the floor with sweat dripping from his forehead, his actions are always silent, cause this is what they have made him, a silent doll.

He is like a doll, who works according to his master's wish without uttering a single word from his mouth, and gaze, always on the ground. This is what they have brought in him like, and that silence is now eating him from inside.

He is broken from the inside, those voices are the main mastermind of his broken self, and his anxiety and depression are not better than that.

Ding Dong~

Jungkook, startled by the disturbing voices echoing in his mind, involuntarily flinched and swiftly cleaned up the regurgitated vomit from the floor. The vivid and unsettling imagination triggered his sensitive nature, compelling an instinctive physical reaction.

He quickly got up from the floor and scattered toward the four with wobbly steps, opening the lock with shaky hands, the door opens with a grating sound.

Jungkook got a glimpse of his biological sister and mother standing at the door with a wicked expression drawn upon their faces excreting an unalluring sense to Jungkook.

He stepped aside and bowed degrees, Eunbi smirked in response, satisfied with the extremely submissive behaviour of her 'punching bag', he stepped inside in an attitudinal way, outcasting her excrement ambience, she drove inside and looked at the coconut head of the small male.

She raised her hand and directly, smacked his nape with her hand with the sharp edges of her nail, harshly, she gripped his frail pale neck in witchy hand, twitching aggressively in the left and right direction, she threw him on the floor fiercely.

Jungkook, who fell, whimpered lowly and quickly collected himself from the floor and stood up on the ground with extremely wobbly legs because

His sister is nastier than her mother.

Eunbi scoffed tauntingly, strolled toward the couch toppled on it directly, stretched her long limbs and lifelessly lay there.

Jungkook rushed into the kitchen to bring water for Mother and daughter, or else he would be in big trouble, he filled the glass with normal water and put those glasses in a tray.

Then, he sauntered toward the evils and inducted in front of them with a tray in his small shivering hands, he lowered his head, and gaze and gaped at the shining boots of his sister.

Eunbi took the glass of water and took a small sip, she looked at him with an eyebrow arc, and then she said in a harsh malignancy voice.

"I want to drink hot water,a severely hot one, Okay?"

Jungkook, in a submissive gesture, nodded and hurried to the kitchen. There, he brought the water to a vigorous boil, pouring it into a mug with an intensity mirroring the intensity of his emotions.

He, then, strolled toward Eunbi and forwarded the cup toward her, one hand was holding the handle of the mug and the other hand's finger's upper portion was the butt of the mug.

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Eunbi looked at the Mug with a dark smirk, a vicious aura surrounding her facade, she snatched the mug blew air in the water and took a small sip, and then she smirked looking at the pale white hand of Jungkook, she clasped his joint off his hand and forearm tightly.

Jungkook whimpered under the tight grip, casting his gaze downward in apprehension. Eunbi, unmoved by his distress, observed the fear in his eyes before callously spewing the scalding, boiling water onto his arm.

"If you dare to scream, I will pour the remaining on your damn face," With a menacing presence, she spat out her words in a deep, dark voice, exuding a palpable threat that lingered in the air.

Jungkook's eyes brimmed with an overwhelming cascade of tears, each drop carrying the weight of his misery. He gnawed on his lower lip with a fierce desperation, the taste of his own blood a bitter accompaniment to the intense pain.

The flush on his face not only mirrored the physical torment but also painted a striking blankness of the emotional turmoil within. A play of agony played in his throat, urging him to unleash a scream that echoed the deep well of despair.

His every instinct shouted for release, to wrench his hand free from the agonizing hold and run away from the heart-screaming scene.

"If a single drop of tear fell from your eyes, then see what will happen to you, Jungkookie!" she screamed out in irritation and anger, Jungkook seemed to flinch, and he closed his eyes tightly when the remaining water spewed on his other arm.

"Open your eyes!" Eunbi ordered in a dominant voice, sending shivers to Jungkook, whose body trembled vigorously in dread and fear, he opened his teary hazel eyes and stared at the ground, Eunbi smirked at the submissive nature of the weak pathetic boy.

She, suddenly got, making Jungkook flinch as he strumbled back because of her tall height, he fell on the ground harshly, and he crawled back when he sensed that she was coming forward.

At last, his luck left him in the middle and his back crashed into the merciless wall, she knelt down in front of him and seized his soft fluffy jaw in her sharp nailed fingers, Jungkook hissed in pain.

"You know, in Canada, I used to drink to relieve my stress, but now I don't need to harm my poor liver, cause I have you now," she exclaimed in happiness and harshly slapped his soft cheek, making his head turn at the side but he was quick to turn his face in front lowered his gaze, silent permission of continuation.