The Contract||j.jk.

Chapter 6

Y/n's POV

We're here.Never in a million years would I think I'd be back here.

"Jimin and I will go in with you."Jungkook states.

I climb out of the car and stand in front of this house that is run down by my mother.

I walk up and notice the door is open.Great,she's letting intruders in.

Jimin and Jungkook walk behind me.Is this what being a celebrity feels like?Just being followed every second I breathe.

I step inside the house.It smells like fucking weed or other chemicals I can't think of.

"Don't say a word.Lets just get my stuff and go."I whisper to my 'bodyguards' behind me.

Something I notice in the living room was a man sleeping on the floor.He looked passed out but I didn't care.Probably another guy she's sleeping with.

I walk upstairs to my bedroom and open the door.Its still untouched.

Surprisingly NOTHING is moved.Despite how my mother is when she gets drunk or stoned(after my father got enlisted inside the hospital)I'm shocked she didn't burn the house to ashes at least once.

I slowly go inside my bedroom and look around.

I just need to get the important stuff that I left behind and we will be ready to leave this place.

I walk over to my dresser and open one of my drawers.I pull out the drawer piece from the dresser and grab my leftover money that I tape underneath the dresser's divider.

It was about $500 that I was saving up for college but eventually gave up because I rather put my money towards my father and also my mother thought college would "pull us apart".

She already did that a long time ago.

I put the money in my bra because duh.Sometimes being a girl has the advantages but also we have the disadvantages.

I snap out of my thoughts and walk over to my bed.I only had one stuffed animal that I kept after my childhood years.My father gave it to me when he traveled to Europe and ever since,I can't let this special artifact go.

It's cute a blue bunny with a non realistic heart in his hand.Still to this day,his fur is soft and he's so squishy.I named him Kookie because I was a child and I ate cookies then,so don't judge.

I walked to my bed and looked under it.I grabbed the one box underneath the bed frame.It has all of the pictures of my father and I.Sometimes pictures from his childhood.

Ok,I'm all good.This is all that I need and now we can finally leave this place.

A take in a moment and close my eyes.I breathe deeply and trying to remember the good times with my parents.

In almost every memory,dad was happy but mom wasn't.

Even the one time when dad sang goodnight to me in this exact room,mom had a look of envy in her eyes.Later that night,I heard them yelling and fighting.I cried myself to sleep because I wondered,"Is it going to be like this everyday?"

What the answer didn't tell me is that yes.Yes,this will be happening everyday.

They fought every moment once I was out of the room we were all in.I grew up into an adult and my mother drifted away from both my father and I.You know,I had to learn how to drive,pay for insurance,and all of apart of growing up by myself.For Christ's sake,I had to learn what a fucking period was.I had to learn Sex ed and how babies were made.Later on down the rode,dad developed cancer and mom wanted to seem like she was sad and cared for him but in reality,she's the dirty snake she'll always be.

She doesn't and NEVER FUCKING CARED ABOUT US IN ANYWAY.IS SHE EVEN HUMAN?

I open my eyes and threw the vase against my walls.My anger and wrath unleashing all at once.I feel angry but yet upset.

Tears start to fall down my cheeks.I'm suppose to have a mother who cares for me and for her husband.Well now,ex husband.

I wipe away my tears.I feel like I'm more of a mother than that monster.I have to pay for bills and everything while she sits at home,probably sleeping with a guy like always.

I look out the window.My eyes catch a glimpse of a little girl playing with her parents.They look happy.I smile a bit knowing that other people
are enjoying their life.

I suddenly get cut off when the bedroom door slams shut.I instantly turn my head around and was about to say Jungkook or Jimin's name but it wasn't either of them.

"Hello little girl."This unknown man walks closer to me.

Being paralyzed and frozen,I don't do anything.No screaming.No running.Nothing.My eyes are the only thing that keep on moving.For a moment,I thought they were going to come out of their sockets.

Y/n has to wake up right now so she can get the hell out of here.

My breathing shutters intensely.

Jungkook's POV

"Jimin-Hyung,look."I pointed at an adorable picture of Y/n.She's so cute and loving.I just wish she would love me back.It would mean the world for the both of us.

I'm going to make sure her father gets the professional medical treatment that the hospital can offer.

"Jungkook,is that you?"Jimin says which causes me to look at his finger.

Hehe,cute smol hands.

But what caused me to interrupted his hands was a picture of Y/n.And me.

"I'm surprised she still has a picture up on the wall with you in it.Hehe."Jimin snickers at the comment he made,knowing what he was implying.

I just gave him my typical bitch face.

We were walking down a hallway that had more pictures of Y/n in them until we both heard a vase breaking.Following after that,there were footsteps on the stairs.Good thing were right underneath the stairs and we can see the person.

I thought it would be Y/n,but it's not.Its some guy in black who looks fit but not as fit as Jimin and I.

Then we both jumped from a door shutting loudly.I grab Jimin's arm and we run upstairs.

All I heard from inside the room that was closed was,"Hello little girl."This guy's voice was raspy.

But meaning by "Hello little girl".No it can't be.

"Jimin,On Three we're going to kill this son of a bitch."I whisper to Jimin.

"We can't necessarily kill anyone because we will be charged with murder."Jimin's smartass mouth opened up.

I gave him another bitch face.

But what happened next terrified me.A scream appeared out on the other side of the door.

It's not anyone's scream.It was Y/n's.