What You Do To Me || KTH✔

Chapter 4

|Jihee's P.O.V.|

I was just minding my own business in my room, when I heard the front door open quickly. I had a pretty good idea who it was. 

"I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS CRAP!" Appa yelled. Yup, I was right.

"Ani, Jebal-" Eomma started. I heard her being pushed up against the counter tops. I heard a scream, and a loud slap. I hated when appa came home angry. Then there really was no reason at all for what he did to eomma. It made me angry to know that there were people like that in the world, and that one of them was my own appa. I heard a door shut quickly from down the hall, and I knew exactly who it was. I left my own bedroom and went to Jiyeon's room. I opened the door to see her curled up in a ball on her bed.

"Unnie..." She murmured before more tears started streaming down her face. I crawled up next to her on the bed and comforted her. While the fighting made me mad, it made her upset and she usually cried. She always tried to act her age normally, but whenever the fighting started, she would get upset and be unable to control her emotions.

"Jiyeon, it's ok..." I cooed. I knew that she was only a few years younger than I was, but she was still really sensitive and I felt like I needed to comfort her.

"Unnie, I want it to stop..." She said softly.

"It'll be over soon." I replied.

"Aniyo, I mean now. And not to come back." She said.

I knew exactly what she wanted me to do. "I... Okay, fine." I said. I slowly got up and shut her bedroom door as I walked out. I slowly stepped down the stairs, and peered into the kitchen. Eomma was being pressed against the counter tops by appa, and her face was streaked with tears. 

"Hajima..." She cried. 

"No, not until you get a damn job and help me pay these bills! I'm sick and tired of you making my life worse!" Appa yelled.

"I quit my job because of you!" Eomma cried.

"And whose fault is that?" Appa argued. He slapped her, and eomma pressed her hand to her left cheek.

"HAJIMAYO!" I yelled, dashing towards the two. I pulled appa off of eomma to the best of my ability. He was way taller and stronger than me, which didn't make it easy. Appa slapped me across the face so hard that I fell to the ground.

"Stay out of it!" He yelled before storming off to his room.

After appa left the room, I looked back towards eomma. 

"Eomma, are you okay?" I asked.

"Now I am." She said, tears still running down her cheeks. "Jihee... why did I ever marry him..."

"Let me help you, and the we can watch TV in the living room, it'll take your mind off of it." I said.

After quickly cleaning eomma's wounds, we both walked into the living room and turned on the TV. I sat down on the couch and flipped through the channels until I found something that we both wouldn't be completely bored to death watching. Eventually, our minds were completely free from the shock of the incident. It was easier to forget the more times that it happened. At some point, I heard appa leave the house again. Eomma got up to go fall asleep in her own room, and I stayed and watched TV. It was starting to get late, so eventually I fell asleep.

The sound of a doorknob turning awoke me. I looked to see that the TV was still playing, and it was almost midnight. Was appa home? My eyes widened, and I looked over to the door in fear of who could be coming home. What if appa tried to hurt eomma again? A figure walked inside the house, and I let out a deep breath as I realized that it was only Jisung.