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A Mother's Pain and A Brother's Plea

Even though it had been almost a week since, Suga was still upset over what had happened on his birthday, but the worst part was he wasn't sure if he was mad at himself or his mother more. He quickly dressed for school and went downstairs to greet everyone. He was shocked to only find Pamela there when he reached the dining room. "Where's Lonna?" He asked.

Pamela wiped her hands on her apron after placing the last plate of food on the table, before turning to smile brightly at Suga. "She left already." Suga frowned sadly at her answer. "Oh, yea." Pamela point to a small bag. "That gift is what she wanted me to give you."

Suga smirked sadly as he pick the gift bag up off the table, but frowned again when he wondered why Lonna had chosen not to give it to him personally.

Jungkook's POV

Jungkook's heart sank sadly as he looked around his mother's filthy room. All her glamorous clothes laid chaotically on the floor, with used lumps of tissue spread around over them. The room look like a tornado had laid waste to his mother's things, and in the middle of it all laid his mother.

He sighed sadly at the broken woman who did nothing but sniffle and cling to the only picture she had, the one of him and his brother with her as children. He watched silently as she gently rocked back and forth, holding it to her chest. He finally made his way through the mess to her and kneeled beside her bed gently placing his hand on her knee, but it elicited no reaction from her.

"Mom, at least clean up the clothes you've already worn." He said gently, but still his mother didn't look over at him. "How long are you going to stay like this?" He asked.

"Did Yoongi call?" Was the only thing she said in response to his question.

Jungkook sighed at the same question she had already asked him repeatedly over the last few days. It always broke his heart to answer it. "No."

"Then call him!" His mother's loud plea made Jungkook jump a bit in shock. She quickly snapped out of her trance like state and grabbed Jungkook's shoulders. "He doesn't take my calls, but he'll take yours. Call him." She begged.

Hearing his mother's broken voice hurt Jungkook even more. He gently took her hands in his and gave her a look of pity. "Mom, give it up. It's not possible." His mother's stare made his chest hurt, but he knew he needed to pull her out of this slump for her own sake. "Our departure date is already set. And the things you still need to take care of, can't be postponed."

His mother's stare once again became glasses over with tears as she slumped sadly against her headboard. "Mom, are you listening to me?" Jungkook asked.

Once again his mother ignored his question as she lovingly ran her thumb over the picture of Yoongi. The tears started to flow down her cheek again, making Jungkook feel guilty. "How many times should I give him up?" She asked. "All my hard work. For what?"

"Mom." Jungkook's sorrow filled voice drew her eyes back to him as he gave her a half broken grin to try and cheer her up.

"Jungkook...you left with me...have you ever regretted it?" She asked through her tears.

Jungkook gave her one of his adorable bunny like smiles as he grabbed her hands again. "Of course not."

"Many times when you were little, we couldn't pay the rent. So we had to live with relatives, the time we moved place to place." She pulled on of her hands out of Jungkook's hold, and gently cupped his cheek with it. "You endured a lot with me. I always kept wondering, do you envy your brother? That he gets to live in a well-off place?"

Jungkook covered the hand that cupped his cheek with one of own and gave her a gentle smile. "Mom, that's all in the past. We made it through." He said as he used his thumb to wipe away one of her falling tears.