20: One More Time

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     5 years ago....   

     JungKook's p.o.v  

       'It's him again.' I told myself, recognizing his tall, slender figure.It was about 10:30 at night, and I was supposed to be in bed, but instead, I was sitting at the top of the stairs, peeking behind a wall, giving me a good view of the living room and part of the kitchen.

       I don't know why I never just stayed in bed. It would have been better if I hadn't seen anything.

        Since my father's job required him to stay at work until about 3:00 A.M., my "innocent" mother could bring other men to the house. I have seen a different man every time, but for some reason, this same man is back for the third time.

        It hurts knowing that my hard-working father comes home, not knowing anything about her affairs. I have been hiding this secret from father for almost 7 months. Well, actually, the only other person that knows about this is my cousin.

        Rather than a cousin, he is more like a very close friend, or brother to say it clearly. He keeps me company since I don't have any siblings, and we are best friends. He is the only one I have talked to about my mother.

        Since he is pretty close to my father, he is also quite upset with the fact that my mother is "secretly" bringing other men to my house.

        I continued watching the two whispering beside the living room couch. But something was weird. The way my mother looked at this man. She looked at him as if they were in some kind of "deep" relationship. Like they were the only two people on earth.

       'Who exactly is this man?'

       Suddenly, my mother's eyes widened. She froze while the man looked down. I could only hear silent whispering, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. My mother looked devastated as the man continued to talk.

        Tears were running down her face by now, and I suddenly felt bad for her, and I wanted to protect her from the man standing right in front of her.

        My fists were clenched tight as my mom began, weakly, hitting her hands against his chest, and I jumped at bit in shock when she began screaming at him.

        "Why?" She suddenly took a loud, quick gasp of air before continuing.

        "Just divorce her!" She shouted. I think she might have totally forgotten that I was "asleep in my bedroom" as she seemed to get louder.

        "JUST DIVORCE HER AND RUN AWAY WITH ME!"

       I was completely shocked as a quiet gasp escaped my lips.

        Maybe she regretted what she said because she immediately got quiet. She was frozen again, and tears streamed out of her eyes like tiny rivers.

        Tears began falling from my face as well, and the next thing I remember was that man leaving, and shortly after, my mother had grabbed a knife.

     . . . . .

       Present day

     Your P.o.v.        

        "Because......of your dad."

       '"Her dad killed my mom!"'  That memory played in my head as my eyes widened.

        "W-what do you mean?" I asked him.

        Jungkook looked confused at me when I asked the question. He looked as if he was trying to figure something out in his head, which he probably was.

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