My Warrior Jungkook

Death

Jungkook's P.O.V
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" You were suppose to be home already Jungkook! " My eomma yelled. " Mianhaeyo eomma! I stopped to help this girl. " I answered looking down. Suddenly I felt a sharp tingle feel on my face. " Go to your room you little liar! Now! No dinner for you! " Eomma screamed with her angry eyes. " Neh eomma " I said as I quickly ran upstairs to my room. Tears slowly dripped down my face.  A few minutes later, I heard my dad yell. " I can't stand this anymore! I'm leaving this place! " " You can't leave me with Jungkook! He is a little brat! " " Well, not my problem is it? " The door slammed and all I heard were soft cries from my eomma.  I crept downstairs and saw my eomma drinking a bottle of vodka. My parents were never the best. I have always been abused by them. Everyday. It was always 'Jungkook why this. Jungkook why that. ' I never knew how it felt like to have real, kind, and caring parents. The only time I had some peace was with my halmeoni. I visited her on the days my parents didn't come home. She would take care of my bruises and make me laugh. Then one day, she died. I shook my head and went back to my room. I wasn't lying about helping a girl. She was very pretty. This guy was trying to kiss her and she kept pushing him away. I went and pulled him away from her. He punched me but I managed to scare him off. I remember her having long brown hair and bright brown eyes. She wore a yellow skirt with a white shirt. Very pretty indeed. Yeppeun if I must. *Bang!* I jumped. The front door just slammed. Did appa decide to come back? I walked downstairs and no one was there. Huh. Eomma left. I looked out the front window and yep. The car was gone. I went to the kitchen and made some ramen then took it to my room. Sitting on my bed, I savored the ramen. Most of the time my eomma won't let me eat so they could save money.
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Outside I heard sirens loud and blaring. Then the door bell rang. I got off my bed quickly and opened the front door. On the steps were two scary looking police officers. " Anyeong. Are you Jeon Jungkook? " The first officer said looking behind me. " N-neh " I answered stuttering. " I'm sorry to say this son, but your eomma just got in a car wreck. Her car was ran into a tree and sadly she didn't survive. The medics say there  was a high amount of alcohol in her system. " The second officer said frowning. " What am I suppose to do? My appa isn't coming back. He left us. " I answered worriedly. Even though I am 20 now, I have no money. I have always been home cleaning and acting as a servant. " Mianhaeyo son. You'll have to live here still. You are a legal adult. Get a nice job and you should be good. Would you like to see your eomma when we get her cleaned up? " The first officer said. " Neh , when can I go? " " Tomorrow morning is good. Go to the hospital. Tell them why your there and you should be good. " " Neh. Kamsahamnida. ". The cops tipped their hats and walked away into the night. Well, tomorrow I see my dead eomma. Even though I hated my parents, I still cared about them. They could have done worst to me. Thinking on the bright side.