After Hayun's mother gets married, they move into her new husbands house. What she wasn't expecting was a... stepbrother.
This story contains:
Rape
Suicide
Drugs
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Hayun POV
"Hayun, we should talk to our parents about this." Maybe we should just tell them everything that's been happening in our lives. We shouldn't have this all bottled up. We're only seventeen."
I look at him. "No."
"No?" Taeyong gave me a confused look. "But this isn't healthy. We need to talk someone. A real adult that we trust."
"I don't care about any of that right now." I said before taking a stand. "My mind is on killing that low life bastard!"
Taeyong stood up after me. "Hayun you can't kill him. You'll just end up getting in trouble. A lot of trouble."
"I don't care, I need him dead!" I shout as loud as I could. "I just need to find the motherfucker and kill him."
I walk over to the corner of the room and grabbed a hammer that was up against the wall.
"Hold on, Hayun!" Taeyong grabs my arm. "What are planning to do with that?"
"Don't you see?! Your uncle or whoever the fuck this man is to you, did this to me! He did this to me! He's the reason for all my problems!" I cried loudly. "Do you not care?!"
"I do," Taeyong pulls me into a hug "I do care." He looked me in the eyes. "Which is why I don't want you to be doing this."
I let go of the hammer and it dropped to the floor. "Just let me kill that bastard!" I cried into his arms.
"I can't let you do that." Taeyong said, rubbing my back. "Not ever.
I looked at him. "Then will you?"
Taeyong pulled me away. "Huh?"
"Can you kill him for me?" I ask him
"Hayun, I can't do that. I don't even know why you're asking me that." Taeyong shakes his head in disappointment.
"You're right, I don't even know why I'm asking you that..." I hug him again. "I don't want that for you... I don't want you to go to jail."
"Let's just tell our parents, they will think of something." Taeyong suggests.
"Taeyong." I rub my eyes. "This is just not that kind of thing..."
"It's what we should do." Taeyong said.
"I just want to find that son of a bitch first." I pressed my forehead against his. "Then we can tell them."
"That's dangerous... but I feel like you won't give up until you find him. So... let's do it." Taeyong agrees.
