Valencia:I've heard people love their childhood. I've heard them loving it, wanting it again and looking forward to live like that forever. I wonder what those people felt like while having such a beautiful childhood. I wonder what it felt like to love your life or your own self, To actually be strong and don't pretend to be one.
I've was the youngest daughter who was occasionally prioritized. Despite my wish to be seen, loved and cared for, I wasn't exactly treated the way maybe I should've.
My childhood was a mix of traumatizing events. I've seen my mother get abused, getting forced and crying for my dad. I don't know if it's in my fate to meet men who donot respect women or something, if that's so I want to change my fate.
I was only 14 when I found out my dad was cheating on my mom with jungkook's mother. While my mom was pregnant, this was something she couldn't handle because once my mom and dad had a beautiful love story. They were so in love that there was no place for a third person, but haha, eventually turns out there was a whole alot of space for one more person.
After we got to know it's a boy, my dad refused to divorce my mom and forced her to stay with him until the birth of the little man. After that he said he would keep the kids and let my mom go. We were little, I remember being in Amanda's embrace while I heard my mom cry and yell at my dad only to get slapped by him.
My mom was so beautiful. She corrupted men wherever she went. Long black hairs which silkily fell till her hips, a medium height and perfect body. She was so captivating you could die.
Time passed and one random night we found her dead. It was a heart attack she got, but we knew who was behind her death. The game of hate with my dad started that day and till this day hasn't ended. It's just gotten worse and worse with everyday every action of him. Even if I try my best I can't stop hating him. He did nothing but to make my life miserable.
Being someone who isn't afraid to resists and is unfortunately given a talkative mouth, I'm the one who faces him whenever he does something that harms me. That's what makes him hate me and love Amanda since she is scaredy and doesn't says anything.
One of his worst decisions was to marry me to Jungkook. I sense it in myself that he dug his own grave this time. Jungkook indirectly declared his intentions for me, he wanted me to destroy everything within me which included my family.
I obeyed and exited the room first of all when he asked me to leave. I wasn't interested in acting up and curing him when he didn't wanted me to. I held my blanket and walked out not ignoring the glare his dad threw towards me. I made an eye contact with him as I walked out.
The blanket hung down my arm as I walked out not even knowing where I would sleep. As I walk towards the stairs a voice caught me from the back. "Hey daughter of Lee!"
The abnormal encounter made my steps halt immediately. I stayed on my place not turning around before I slowly looked back over my shoulder. I see Mr jeon, jungkook's dad walking towards me with his guards behind him. I exhaled a breath out turning behind completely before standing straight. The man crossed the distance and stood Infront of me.
"I have a name as well..." I smiled hard. "Valencia"
"I know" he smirked. You know when there is a difference between something. His smile wasn't the evil one, it was rather the deadly one. The one a physco did before looking at something he was about to destroy.
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The Boy Over Flames
Fanfiction𝐴 𝐷𝐴𝑅𝐾 𝑀𝐴𝐹𝐼𝐴 𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐴𝑁𝐶𝐸 "I'm a monster my lady, I'm no saint. I will devour you, you will give yourself to me. I will make my use of you and then after I'm satisfied..𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚" Ashes, ashes, ashes...