Sparks ➳ J.JK

Chapter 10

I quickly looked around. There should be a way.

I would rather choose to starve myself than to let myself be punished.

Growing up here I always dreaded being punished.
We were usually beaten. Not much. But enough to haunt me.
The punishment weren't very hard but I had never overcome the fear.

There should be some way to get out of here. As though God himself answered my prayers,I spotted a door.
Was this always here?
Din't I practically live my life here and yet I failed to notice this?
I felt stupid.

I grabbed jungkook's hands and dragged him along with me. Luckily,the door wasn't locked.
I pushed the handle down and opened the door.

Rushing inside, I slammed the door behind me. I wish whoever it was did not recognize me.
This was the storeroom and I had been here a few times but because it wasn't really used much I probably never payed attention to it.

Jungkook cleared his throat. This brought me back to reality.
He eyed our hands. Mine still holding On to his. I felt blood rushing to my cheeks.
I immediately let go of his hand.

"What is this place anyway?", he questioned,curiously.
"How would I know?",I lied. At this moment all I wanted to do was get out of here without getting caught and there was no time to answer his questions.

I was angry. It was practically his fault for us being stuck here.

He gave a me a displeased look.
He turned around, examining the place.

"Don't you ever clean this place?"
"I never knew such place even existed." Not exactly a lie again but well it was partially true.

I was amazed by this place. Even though it looked a little shabby,
okay, a little too shabby,
it would look wonderful after cleaning.

"How long have you been staying here?", he asked.
"From when I was 6."
"And may I ask why?"

"My parents and I met with a car accident when I was 6. My mom saved me. I was orphaned. They took me in when no one else wanted me."

My eyes were already brimming with tears. I would burst out crying if I continued.

"Oh,I'm sorry."
"No u don't have to be",I smiled.

It was just me being stupid again. It had been years since that accident but I still hadn't overcome the loss.

Maybe it was something which I was destined to remember.

Jungkook helped me calm down.
I had already lost the track of time.
I rested a little. Leaning on to the door to sleep just gave me muscle ache but I couldn't dare to move outside.

I knew the time when the watchmen usually changed shifts.

We had to stay inside until then.