Gangster (Vkook)♡

°Memories°

 

 

  Jungkook P.O.V

   No...this can't be real,I hope is not,but my memory appeared suddenly in my mind,a similar event was long time ago.

   The cold surface of the wall sent me shivers throught my body,the tight grip around my neck was finally released when he let go of it.

    "Why you don't fucking talk? you are a scared pussy who can't recognise the truth?"his piercing eyes are really like a fire that burn you,the same as his veins that popped you because nerves.

    I rubbed my neck,breathing havily from the harsh acts by Jingso,but I struggled to talk again "W-When exactly h-happened?"

   "When Taehyung was only 12 fucking years old!How cruel you could be,you don't have a heart!My eyes will never forgot what they saw,I had nightmares everytime because what you did to him"his lips started to shake,almost crying.

    My legs almost fall on the ground but the wall supported me and a deep feeling of pain seem to corrupt my whole body.

   F-From...from all people,my Taehyung was the one that suffered because I was a dumb person.

    The gun was like a toy for me and I never knew it can kill people.

    I changed him,his past was a nightmare,same as me,that haunts me everyday,when I killed his father.

    I never knew his child was Taehyung,he grew so much and also I left it behind,trying to forgot what happened.

   Jingso must be that kid from that day.

   

                         Flashback
   

    I lay in bed,playing with my plushies and imagining scenaries when a shout was heard from downstairs.

   "Kookie,come to eat,the dinner is ready"

   "Uff,he disturb me.Don't worry ma fwends,I will come back fast!My tummy need food"

   Im used to live without a mom,but I never knew why I don't have one,even asking my dad continuously,but without an answer.

   This made me kinda sad but my plushies made me forgot it,they always know how to brighten my day.

   My dad always prepare food for us,Im sad because I do nothing in return for him.

    After I get up from the comfortable bed I waved excited to my toys and walk downstairs in the living room.

    Like everytime my father waited for me in his seat,and with the normal serious expression that sometimes scare me a lot.

   He look very handsome at his age and he wear a suit most of the time,an elegant style never miss his side.

    He shared a short glance at me,pointing for me to sit down,so I did.

    After awhile he put the fork down,making me wonder what happened with this sudden action"Kookie,I need to talk with you important things and you need to listen me"

    "Hm?What it is?"I stopped eating,feeling tensed by his suggestion.

    "Did you ever heard of gangsters before?"his question shocked me,of course I heard about them.

     "Y-Yes!!Of course,they are cool and bad guys!"I clapped my hands,showing a smile.

    I readed a lot of comics plus seeing cartoons about it and the way they act is so amazing and their guns are more than that.