Growing up is a part of life, everyone has to do it sooner or later. Some people grow up having the time of their life, being young wild and free, but for some its a nightmare. Something that's filled with terror.
"Seoyoung please! I promise you'll like this family!" Eomma pleaded hoping I'd change my mind.
I live in a family that's torn apart. A family that doesn't care anymore. My eomma...she isn't the best. Shes probably slept with more men than she's admitted.
Today is the day I travel from Daegu to Busan for a new family. My eomma is getting married for the 4th time.
I stay speechless for the entire journey to Busan. I don't want this. I don't want to grow up my entire life moving around constantly to a new home.
No...they aren't homes, they are just simply places of shelter I'm forced to stay in.
"Look, I know you don't want this but you will deal with it you ungrateful little bitch! I spent my life taking care of you, all my effort, money, EVERYTHING! If you don't at least try and be happy, I swear you will live on the streets" eomma pulled over the car and screamed at me.
I just simply sat in the back NOT making a sound.
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Three hours have passed and I'm finally at another household that will fall apart. I'm only here because my mum knows they are rich, she doesn't care about the man.
We got out the car and unloaded our luggage.
"Welcome Miss Choi" a small boy with pale skin greeted my Eomma. He had blond hair and really nice legs.
"Oh Yoongi sweetie just call me eomma from now on!" My eomma pinched his cheeks as if he were a little boy.
He looked away in disgust.
"My soon to be wife and her beautiful daughter!" Mr Min came running out of the house hugging my mum like there was no tomorrow.
You could tell the blond kid wasn't happy, he just glared at me the whole time, tapping his feet o the ground as time passed.
"Seoyoung, your so pretty! Please, feel free to call me appa, there no need to be formal anymore haha" Mr min chuckled.
Ugh
"I would never call you appa"
Eomma hit me over the head forcefully. It hurt real bad.
"Show some manners young lady!" I was scolded.
"Anyway, Yoongi, if you could show seoyoung to her new room, please" blonde was instructed by his appa.
He grabbed me hand and pulled me into the house.
"Ouch that hurt!" I whined.
"I'm sorry but I can't watch one more minute if them together", he apologises.
"I can tell you're not happy with this, am I right?" I ask
"It's not just that, i genuinely hate them for everything they do, it gives me fears for who I really am and I don't want to tell them", yoongi explained.
Looking like he's about to cry, I comfort him with a hug.
He brought me upstairs and directed me to my room.
"It's not much and it's small but it's the only spare room we have" he opens the door.
It's small? ITS SMALL? ITS FREAKING HUGE.
The colour scheme was black and white, not surprising for a classy family. There was a double bed which drew most of the attention to the room. I even had my own en suit! How is this a small room?!
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"Before I go I should tell you, don't you dare EVER go into the room on the right. It's private for me and me only." He walks off staring at me as if I was a freak!
I walk into my new room and start unpacking, there's a lot of space. Even a walk-in closet! This is like something from the movies!
"Yoongi hyung!" A bunch of teenage boys shout.
Oh great.
To avoid what's about to happen, I got into the shower.
I turned the dial to a warm setting which isn't hot but not warmer than warm.
I wash my hair, face, teeth, body etc etc.
I wrap a towel around me and get out the shower.
Shoot.
I felt my clothes on my bed. Well it's my room anyway no one should be in here.
I was wrong.
Wayyyyy WRONG.
"what THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM YOU PERV!" I scream at the boy going through my underwear draw.
"Oh you must be seoyoung, yoongi's new sister. I like your panties. Oh by the way, I'm taehyung"
