Destined To The Unknown

Chapter 15

[Author's note: Dear readers, the author is again sorry for publishing late. The author is still sick. Thank you for waiting patiently. Also a reminder that this story is fictional. Read this for entertainment purpose only.
Happy reading ♡]

❗❗❗Disclaimer❗❗❗
This part contains some psychological, emotional suffering, conflicts, internal struggle, curse words, self injury and stuffs. Readers are requested to read at your own risk. If you aren't comfortable with these kinds of plots, please skip the part.

Yoongi started.
"One day you asked me Yn if I'm an influential person or not. I told you that maybe I'm like you. I was like you Yn. I didn't tell you a lie.
At the very moment I was born, on the operation table, my mom came to know that she was suffering from heart disease. My dad did all the possible things to continue her treatment. At my 2nd birthday we came to know that my dad had diagnosed with stage 2 cancer. After several check ups, tests, and treatments by renowned doctors he got cured. We thought finally happy days were coming. But no. Happiness wasn't for us. Dad diagnosed with cancer again after few months. This time doctors advised him complete bed rest. My mom had no option but to work. She was pregnant with my brother at that time.

I was only four when my mom left us forever, leaving my bedridden dad and new born brother as my duty. I couldn't cry properly. My brother never got his mother's milk. I can remember everything clearly Yn. I used to take care my dad, feed him, give him medicine. At the same time I had to feed my baby brother too. I had to clean the house for the patient and the new born. I had to cook, wash their clothes. I had to do everything by myself Yn. I was just four.

But believe me  I'm not complaining. I used to do everything gladly. Those were my duty. I used to dream about mom that she is proud of me, I'm doing my duty very well.
All of my friends at the neighborhood, used to go to school, play together. In between the works I used to watch them. I wasn't happy Yn but I wasn't sad too. I was definite that one day dad would be cured properly. Then our happy days will come again.

On my fifth birthday, my dad left me and my brother forever. After my dad's demise few relatives came to see us. We had a well established business when my dad was well. Those relatives claimed their shares. One of my uncle declared that the house we were living in, is his property now.

F*cking bastards!!! No one was there for me that day Yn, not even the law. I was watching some random unknown people taking all our stuffs. Suddenly I found myself under a lamp post near our neighborhood with my baby brother in my embrace. He was crying out of hunger and thirst."