Chapter 3

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Flashbacks will be italicised

Author's POV:

As the day goes on, it's the last period of the day. It's almost like a free period, but they have to do art or culinary to get points for that class time. Keitha decides to do art, while Mauno goes to the kitchen area. The boys decide to split up. Jungkook, J-Hope, Jin, and Rap Monster go to where Keitha is. Taehyung, Suga, and Jimin go over to Mauno.

Jungkook and the others sit next to Keitha, they start to bother her while she was drawing. "Hey, nerd. Why are you not with your friends? Oh, wait! You don't have anyone besides that stupid, annoying loner." Rap Monster says smirking. Keitha looks up with a blank expression as she was unamused with what he had just said to her.

Not letting it bother her she continues to work on her drawing smiling slightly to herself. Jungkook watches her as he wants her to smile like that to him. He then smirked recalling what happened after math class.

Jungkook walks up to the teacher mentally smirking of his plan that will come together. When most of the students are out of the class, he started to talk to the teacher. "Hey, I want a tutor, but I want Keitha to tutor me. If not, I don't really mind having a failing grade in this class. That doesn't matter to me, but I bet she can help me since she is the top in the class."

The teacher looks up the sighs softly nodding at the student, he then calls Keitha over. He explains that she is going to be tutoring Jungkook. She was mentally rolling her eyes, but nods at what the teacher was saying. "Of course, sir." After grabbing her bags, she leaves the room for the next class. Jungkook was hot on her tail, before grabbing her arm.

"Yah! You're going to come over to my house and tutor me tomorrow. Once a week. You understand nerd?"

Keitha rolls her eyes remembering, while Jungkook is smirking in victory with his plan. She glances up looking at Mauno then sighs, "Why couldn't he just be doing art with me?" Keitha mumbles under her breath. Little did she know that Jungkook heard her and was clenching his fists glaring at the boy.

Jungkook looks at Taehyung and then back at Keitha. Meanwhile Mauno has finished with making a batch of fudge brownies. After he gave one to the teacher for points, he then heads over to Keitha and hands her the rest smiling softly. "Here, enjoy them." Mau whispers getting out his laptop starting to work on his essay from this morning.

The group of boys watch then Taehyung glances at Jungkook. "Yah, Jungkook, don't worry about it. You'll be with her tomorrow." Tae nods knowing that would make the younger boy feel slightly better. Jungkook slight smirks nodding then stands up.

"You're right, hyung, thanks." Jungkook says walking to the group of guys with Taehyung following. At the moment, Keitha had just finished her drawing of a horse, one of her favorite animals. Smiling at what she had made she sets it down starting to color it in. Mau glances over then nods, "The best one yet, I would have to say." He smiles widely.

"Really? I was thinking this was ok, but if you say so. Thank you, Mau." Keitha smiles slightly as she keeps her eyes on the colored pencil to make sure she doesn't mess up. As Mau closes his laptop and puts it away the final bell has rung indicating that school is now over.

Keitha puts her things away neatly standing up waiting on Mauno, as he was taking his time putting away his school supplies. When he was ready they walked out of school together like always.

Mauno waves good-bye going into his house, silently praying that her dad isn't home at the moment. Keitha nods smiling sadly walking inside to her home. The smile drops seeing the alcohol cans and glasses everywhere. Knowing she would have to clean up she started to pick the mess up. When she finished cleaning she then went to the kitchen to make dinner.

After about 10 minutes pass her dad stumbles down the stairs drunk like no tomorrow. Keitha looks up then bows to her dad out of respect, but so that he won't hit her for not doing so. "Is there anything you would like to have, Appa?"  She turns her back starting to make dinner again.

Her father just stands there glaring at the back of her head. "You remind me too much of her.." He mumbles softly, he then started to raise his voice at her. "Maybe if you were never born, she would still be with me! I wish you were dead!" He raises his hand slapping Keitha to the ground glaring harshly at her.

"You're just a stupid girl, I don't even love you. I never did. You are just useless to me, I never even wanted a child but apparently God had other plans for us!" He starts yelling nonsense at her then starts to kick her in the ribs and stomach. Staring at his own flesh and blood with hatred he grabs a beer bottle hitting her over the head, then leaves the house mumbling about going to a bar.

Keitha just lays there in pain, whimpering, wanting her mom to be here with her and her appa. Tears start falling down her face as she knows her life would never change. After about an hour knowing her appa won't be home since he never comes home if he was going to a bar.

She stands slowly cleaning up the mess and dinner, Keitha treats her wounds with more tears falling down her face. After eating, doing her school work and cleaning up the house some more, she heads to her room. Laying down in her bed, she closes her eyes for a dreamless sleep.

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