Flashback

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Taehyung's POV- October 25th, 2008

"Yah, Kim Baekhyun! Don't you dare walk out of this house!" My mom screamed, grabbing his arm. Waking me and my sister up in the middle of the night.

"Yah, Kim Taeyeon, you have no right over my life! I'm leaving you because I'm done dealing with you and your children!
I've even found someone else, one who gives me what I want, when I want it!!!"
He yelled back pulling his arm out of her grip. "I'm getting a divorce!" And he walked out of our lives, just like that.

Tears were streaming down mom's face like a river. She was screaming her heart out. I couldn't help but cry.

While he was leaving, he left me the responsibility of taking care of my mother and my younger sister Yeri. I understood the situation since I was 10 years old. I was used to hearing them scream at each other everyday. But I never knew it would lead up to such a big decision that would effect the rest of our lives. Luckily, Yeri was only 8 and didn't know what in the world was going on.

"Oppa, why is he shouting at mommy? Why are you and mommy crying?" Yeri asked continuously pulling on my shirt.

"He's going on a business trip, and mom is having a hard time dealing with it, so he's trying to explain to her. We won't be seeing him for a couple years." I said lying to her face. I didn't want to give her a huge shock all at once.

"Oppa, how long is he going for?"

"A while" I said as I faked a smile with my watery eyes, "Let's go back to bed."

I looked at the clock...

1:46 am. The worst time of my life.

Joohyun's POV- October 25th, 2008

"Mommy!!!" I was screaming my head off in the hospital while everyone thought I was crazy! They were taking her dead body in front of my eyes. She still looked gorgeous with her pale face. I lost the woman that was most important to me, the one who would feed me with her hands, comb my hair and tell me every night how much she loved me, before tucking me in bed, with tears in her eyes. It seemed as if she knew she wasn't gonna last any longer. You don't know how much it hurts losing the one, who was the reason you wanted to get up in the morning.

I looked over at my dad, Bae Soo Man, the amazing businessman who ruled over South Korea. That man had NO tears in his eyes. How could he, he never came home anyways. Whenever he did, he would be drunk, and would start beating my mom until you could hear here scream, just for his amusement. I don't know why my mother, gorgeous fashion designer Bae Soo Yeon, would marry an old hag. I mean, I know he's rich, but my mom had a lot of property around the world. I was still crying, pouring my heart out, trying to bear the pain at 10 years old. Then I felt a tight grasp on my arm, dragging me away from the wall I was digging my nails into. I turned around to see my dad. Great. Now I have no choice but to spend the rest of my life with a man who pays no attention to me.

"Let's go now." He said calmly as I had no choice, but to obey him. As it was my mother's last wish.

1:30 am- When I was alone at the hospital

"Joohyun-ah. I don't have much time left. You're old enough to understand what I'm about to say to you, since your 10 years old now." Mom said.

"No! You're gonna live! The doctor said you're going to live, and we'll go home together!!!" I said trying to catch my breath as I am whaling in the hospital room.

"Joohyun-ah, take care of your father he-"

"He doen't deserve to be called a father!" I yelled and interupted her.

"Joohyun-ah, he's sensitive at times and he can get mad easily, so I beg of you to behave yourself, and be a good daughter. Promise me!" She said.

I slowly looked up at her. I slowly nodded my head as hot tears were falling down my face. I jumped in her embrace. I didn't want to let go. I was listening to her heartbeat not saying a word. Then suddenly her heartbeat stopped. I quickly let  go of her and looked at all the monitors which was showing a straight line. It was officially Niagara Falls from my eyes. As a good daughter, i need to keep my promise as it was her last wish.

I looked at the clock...

1:46 am. The worst time of my life.

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