Hoseok's POV
Catherine Jung
Born: March 7, 197*
Died: December 22, 20**
Victor Jung
Born: July 11, 197*
Died: December 22, 20**
I clench my fist while looking at my Parents Grave, its been seventeen years since their death pero hanggang ngayon hindi ko parin makalimutan ang pangyayaring iyon. Hindi ko parin makalimutan kung pano nagmakaawa si Mommy just to spare mine and Purple's life.
Flashback .. 17 years ago.
My younger sister, Purple was 3 years old that time.
We were happily playing in her room when we heard a scream and a ... gun shot.
"Kuya, what's that? It's so loud!"
"Hmm, Purple .. can you do me a favor"?
She nodded.
"Please stay here as you can. Go to your walk-in closet and hide there".
"I'll be back. We'll continue playing later, okay?"
"Okay kuya". then she heads her way to hide.
Nanlalamig ang mga kamay ko habang bumababa ng hagdan. I knew this day will come but I never knew that this will be so terrifying.
I saw a blood- no! Scratch that! There's so many scattered blood on the floor! Shit!
Nanginginig na ang buong katawan ko as I reached the living room.
There .. I saw my dad lying on the blooded floor. He has a gun shot on his left chest. Cold and useless.
I tried to wake him up kahit na alam kong di na sya gigising. I felt my tears running down my cheeks. No! This can't be! Paano na kami ni Purple?
*screams*
My soul panicked again when I heard another scream and it was from my mom.
I run towards the kitchen and there's mom. Umiiyak sya at may nakatutok sa kanyang baril.
Fuck this bastards!
"Hoseok! Please, take care of your sister okay? I love the both of yo---"
*BANG!*
"MOOOOOOOOM!"
"We're after you, you and your sister. Be ready 'coz it's not the end yet. We're taking all what's ours". The bastards said before they left.
*end of flashback*
I gritted my teeth as I remembered what happened.
Wala akong nagawa noon para ipagtanggol ang mga magulang namin. Si Purple at ang naiwang negosyo nalang ang meron ako, kaya gagawin ko ang lahat para lang protektahan ang mga ito.
I'm gonna do revenge. Magbabayad sila sa mga ginawa nila. I'm not letting it that way. They need to feel what I felt last 17 years ago.
