"Really, why in the nose? You could have punched him in the eye instead," my mom says to me on the car.
"It was an automatic reaction," I defend myself.
"Just next time do the damage that will cost me the least amount of money, okay sweetie?" my mom says.
"I got it."
"So what did that kid do to get the crap punched out of him anyway?"
"He called me Angel," my mom slamed on the breaks as soon as I said that.
"I am so sorry," she unbuckled her seat belt and stretched over to hug my as the tears start coming.
Five years ago
"Look at the Angel. She's so beautiful," my oldest brother whispers into my ear.
"Am I really?" my naive 11 years old self asked him.
"Yes. You look delicious. Take it off."
"What?" I asked confused as to why my brother was acting like this.
"I said take it off. No one else but me should ever see you like this. Got it?" he said pulling off the sleeve crop top. Tears sprung into my eyes when he did that. "You know what happens when you cry and don't listen right?" I nod and sucked up my tears, but not before one of them dared to fallout.
His finger came up to my cheek and whipped it away. I looked into his eyes and saw anger. Shit.
"I'm sorry, Gook Doo," I say begging him to forgive me.
"Shut up, Angel!" he yells and pushes me onto the bed.
"오빠, 미해," I pleaded with him in our native language which usually calms him down, but it didn't today.
His fingers crawled up my knee length skirt and moved my underwear aside.
"오빠, told you what would happen if you cried, right?"
"Yes," I answered him.
I was barely holding my tears in.
"Cheon Sa, baby, come back to me please," I hear my mother's soothing voice say to me pulling me back from my past.
"엄마," I say mother's name in to her arms.
"괜 잖 아, 자기야," my mother's say assuring me that everything is okay.
After my crying fest was over, my mom, buckled back up her seat belt, and drove us back home.
I exit the car and ran to my room. I dive into my bed, and let my tears fall. I spent hours in my room, and my mother didn't bother me. I finally look at the time an see that it's 9:30. I sent seven hours crying.
Wow, such a great life I have.
I look out my window and see Jimin looking in on me. How long has he been standing there? Did he see me cry my ass off? Well obviously ya dumb ass. He notices me looking at him and waves.
Come here, he mouths.
I shake my head.
Just come.
No, I mouth back.
Just come.
I glare at him, and rolled my eyes might as well see what he wants. I walk to my window and open it.
"What do you want jackass?" I scold him.
"You're really hot..." I hear him say.
"What?!" I bark.
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