|| A Foreigner in Danger || <VMIN x OC>

Revenge

"Can I help you find something?"

A friendly worker had entered my personal space as I stumbled back.

I was shaken out of my thoughts and realised I was hovering around the baby clothes section at the local market.

I flushed red, shook my head once and scuttled off over to Aunt Jeong who had just finished paying for the groceries.

"Do you need anything?" She asked me after placing all the items on the counter.

I shook my head again, "I'll wait for you outside."

Aunt Jeong nodded as I walked outside and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air.

I closed my eyes and regretted everything that had happened last weekend.

I'd been ignoring Taehyung since I found out about the pregnancy and although he could tell something was off, he never had the chance to talk to me about it because his training schedule was getting really hectic these days.

I was even ignoring Jimin and Krystal, I just wanted to be alone so spent most of my time in the library, completing coursework and studying for the special tests I'd have to take which were only around the corner.

I honestly don't know what to do.

I haven't spoken to anyone, but I did write a blog asking for advice about situations like these.

My online viewers commented that a girl in this situation should keep the baby, but then again, they don't really know the reality of it. To them, I'm just an anonymous writer.

"Gaja, let's get these home quickly. Halapoji's on TV in ten minutes!"

I snapped out of my thoughts as I took some shopping bags from Aunt Jeong.

"It's okay, they're only a few," she protested as I shook my head and forced the bags from her.

She smiled, "You are a great daughter."

I grinned at her and a lump formed in my throat when I realised what a 'great' daughter I really was.

We ran through the front lawn, up the grey stone steps as Aunt Jeong joined everyone in the lounge whilst I put the bags in the kitchen.

"Shhh!"

"He's about to speak!"

"Seoeon, Seojun look!"

I stood in the doorway of the lounge and watched the scene on the news; Halapoji was being cheered on by thousands of people in what looked like a political rally.

"Haha look at hyung!" Uncle Jihu laughed as I saw Appa standing behind Halapoji like his security guard.

"My vision is to make South Korea great again! We will be free from corruption of the filthy rich, free from poverty and free from the infiltration of western media which makes our youngsters lose their traditional values!"

Every time Halapoji ended a sentence; he'd get a massive cheer from the crowd.

His right wing party were already the governors and the leading party here in Daegu, and now they wanted to become a national frenzy.

If anyone ever found out that his only granddaughter was going through an underage pregnancy, it would cause such a great scandal which could never be healed.

They would dig up information and find out that Appa did the exact same thing with Mum and I was the product of that.

Everyone would call his party hypocrites and he would be ruined, his honour would be finished.