Jimin drove up to my house, but couldn't get in the driveway. There was one police car in my driveway and one in Tae Hyung's.
Both officers were standing with Tae's mom on the lawn and she was crying.
I minded my own business and said good night to Jimin before rushing across the yard and into my house.
I shut the door and locked it then turned around.
My parents stood a few feet away from me, disappointment written across their faces.
Eomma was crying and Appa looked like he could hit something.
"Where were you?" Eomma whispered.
"Ji-," I stumbled over someone's shoes as I took a step forward, "Jimin's."
"Thank god," she sighed, but she wasn't happy, "Now...I wanna know who you've been sleeping with."
"What?"
"Don't play dumb!," she cried out in a yell.
I gulped and glanced at Appa, who was glaring at me.
"How many condom wrappers are we gonna find in a week, huh?!," Eomma looked at me expectantly.
I couldn't answer that because she wouldn't like what she'd hear, so I changed the subject.
"What's...," I pointed over my shoulder to the door.
Appa walked up to me and grabbed my shoulder, "Open your mouth."
"What?," I gulped.
"Open your mouth," he ordered.
I did and he told me to breathe out, so I did.
"You've been drinking?"
"What?," Eomma almost screeched.
"Was Jimin having a party?," Appa asked.
"No, it was just us," I shook my head, "We talked and I wanted some beer so he gave it to me."
"Why?!," Eomma cried, "Didn't we raise you any better?"
"Yeah, but...just everything with Tae Hyung happened and-"
"What do you mean?," Appa gripped my shoulder tighter.
"Well, we sort of...I guess it was an argument," I shrugged, "We didn't really yell at each other or anything, but he wasn't too happy when he left."
"You saw him," Eomma stepped up to me, "before he left?"
"Yeah he was here and then he left and got in his car and drove away."
"Did he say where he was going?," Appa let go of my shoulder.
"No," I shook my head, "He was upset so he just left."
"Son," Appa sighed, "I think you need to talk with the police."
An officer brought me back to a room with one way glass and a small table.
Eomma and Appa weren't allowed to come with me so I was a little freaked out by the serious atmosphere.
I sat down on one side of the table and the officer on the other.
He had a notepad with a lot of stuff scribbled on it, but I couldn't read upside down right now.
"So Jung Kook," he clicked his pen, "At about what time did Tae Hyung show up to your house?"
"Five o'clock in the evening," I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the table.
"How long did he stay?"
