Park Jimin Fanfic: The Heirs

Prologue

Just a heads up, guys, I did write this in 2015, aha, so forgive some of the cringe ❤💯

My feet slowly tread on the creecky wooden floor, trying my hardest not to make any noise. My eye glued to the ground. I placed one foot in front of the other, keeping my head down. I brushed off the people bowing their heads.

Around me are hordes of people, more like zombies all crammed  around 10 small rectangular tables. Almost giving off a cafe atmosphere, some chatting away, enjoying the buffet of food. Others crying dramatically sunken to the ground weighed down.

I'm just trying to avoid everyone.

I'm sick of hearing it.. "I'm sorry for your loss,"

I think I've  been handling my parents' deaths surprisingly well. My psychiatrist says otherwise, but I'm here, aren't I?

Everyone here is my parents' associates. I barely know any of them. But one thing I know is that my parents were murdered.

Jimin POV

"Hey hyung, did you hear what happened to her parents?"  Jungkook  asks Taehyung

"Yeah, double suicide wasn't it ?'' Taehyung replies

"Yah, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, we are at a funeral, its not the time to speak ill of the dead." I say annoyed

They both glare at me, but they continue.

"I bet she's super easy right now, $20000 i bet i could hook up with her ." Jungkooks snickers, giving the girl a lustful stare.

"HHAHAHA  theres no way! Youre on kookie taehyung giggles, 

"Shes a bit plain looking only good thing is her ass..." Jungkooks says smugly, cutting off Taehyung

" She's not my type either too bad her parents didnt get pay to have some surgery done to her face." Tae replies smugly

"If i had all her parents money i would buy australia, i like the beaches down there. Now is the best time to strike. Just think she's the richest person in the room, and she's just sitting on all that money all by herself . Anyways I think that's a bit selfish, don't you think jungkook?
Taehyung jests

I can't sit here and listen to this shit. I gotta say something.

"..woah.. her parents just died, and all you're thinking about is her money and ass?" I ask

It is like talking to a brick wall. Nothing. No response at all.

"Hmm, I would love some more money!" He states, putting his fist under his chin,
I could buy a few more hospitals with her fathers money and a few airports with her mother." Jungkooks states, ending with them both snickering

I get up and make my way to her table and slap Jungkook on the head. I can feel the wicked death stare but i dont give him the satisfactionof turning around. I can hear them continuing to talk as I sit myself in a chair
across from her. My eyes glaze her beautiful slinky black hair, her head is buried in her folded arms resting on the wooden table

She doesn't look up, what should I do, did she not hear me sit down

Pushing myself up, I lean on one arm as I tap her on the shoulder, jolting her head up in surprise

"Thank you."  She blurts out like an answer machine closley followed by her then slamming her head back down onto the table.

What is she doing? I chuckle under my breath

" I haven't apologised for anything."I answer a little confused

she pushes herself up. My eyes meeting her dark sunken eyes, smoothe olive skin and fluttery brown eyes. Her button nose is red from her crying and I can tell her eyes and face are swollen.