NEIGHBOUR || BAEJIN

11 : TT

I take the money box from the drawer. The money that is inherited from my grandmother have lessen. The money only enough for a few weeks left after paying the bills.

I dress up neatly, going out to search for a job. I used other routes than crossing over Jinyoung's house because of the incident before, I become hating him more.

Arrived at 7-Eleven convenience store. I open the door, asking the cashier for a vacant position. She gives me a form to be filled. I sit on the chair inside, filling the form confidently.

DING!

The door opens, signalling other people is entering the store. I do not give any attention to it and continue writing the form. Suddenly, a can of sprite is being put on the table I sit.

"I'm sorry. I'll move soon after I finished this." I tell the person in front of me without even looking at him or her.

"Don't move.. Let's talk."

The male voice makes me stop writing the inquiries in the form. I quickly take the paper and sit on other seat.

The boy holds my hand, stopping me from going away. I take a deep breath and yanked off his hand. "Get off me, Bae Jinyoung!" I shout at him, quite loud. Thank goodness there isn't any customers inside.

"What are you doing here?" He asks me, pulling me to face him.

"Is that your business?" I don't answer his question yet question him other q.

I walk away, handing the form to the cashier. As she discussed with me, I leave the store as soon as possible. Why must he followed me till here?

"Y/N..." That boy calls me from afar.

I run quickly to hide from him. I bump into someone I never thought I would find here. "...appa..." I mumble quietly.

"Y/N... Is that really you, my daughter?" My dad asks me. I back off until I met Jinyoung's figure. Great, I'm trapped in both side of people that I hate.

"Y/N.. Why?" Jinyoung asks me, holding my arms.

"Jinyoung.. Let me go. I beg you. I have to go somewhere else." I say anything that my head can think of. I'm panicked.

A hand touches my shoulder from my back. That gesture. That harsh gesture that always hit my mom when I'm still a child. I closed my eyes with fear as Jinyoung still stopping me with his hands.

"Jinyoung?" My dad asks Jinyoung.

"Coach? What are you doing here?" Jinyoung asks my dad.

"You're holding my daughter, I think. Her name is Y/N. Is this girl named Y/N?"

"Urm.. Yes."

Jinyoung answers ruin everything. He loosens up his grip on my arms, turning me to face my dad. I look into his eyes with full of fear. His fake smile makes me want to puke.

"Y/N.. I missed you so much. Let's go eat meals together?" My dad drags me without waiting for my answer.

I turn to look at Jinyoung who is dumbfounded by what's happening. Someone please help me, I don't want to meet my dad more than Jinyoung. He can make anything bad to me.

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"Y/N.. Let's live with me. I know when you live with your mom you won't get anything. But with me you will get money." My dad tries to win my heart but I don't think anything else than trying to run from him.

"Appa.. Can you please not search for me anymore? I don't want to live with you! You always lied to me!" I shout out my feelings.

"Y/N.. Who teaches you to be this rude? You rascals.." He slaps my face harshly. "Dear.. I'm sorry I didn't intend to.."

"That's what you always said when you hit Mon a few years ago! But inside your heart, you have something that makes you want to hit her. Like how you did to me!" I continue.

He is towering over me, looking at me with his scary face. "Repeat that again.." He holds up his hand, getting ready to slap me again.

"Stop it!" Jinyoung comes from nowhere, stopping my dad's hand from slapping my face again.

"Is she really your daughter? If yes, why you did something like this?" He asks my dad, making him flustered.

Jinyoung.. Don't mess up with my dad. It's dangerous.

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