Jungkook's POV
(2 days after) Sunday
1:00 clock a.m. cigarettes
I woke up to the sound of my sister's painful cries. I looked up at the clock hung up on the wall in our room. It was 1 in the morning. . .my dad was home.
What is he doing now?
As soon as I stepped out of the room I saw Luna curled up in a ball with her hands covering her face, trying to shield herself from my father's kicks
He always did this. . .but for some reason I got furious. I snapped at my father yelling out "LEAVE HER ALONE! YOU BASTARD!"
I looked down and could only see the scattered beer bottles. I grabbed one with no hesitation and ran towards my father.
All I could feel was pure rage, all I could hear was Luna yelling out my name, telling me to stop. . .but all I could see was red.
After I don't know how many minutes had passed, I just layed there staring at my bloody hands still holding on to the knife I held tightly.
Luna was just starting at our father. No sounds, no emotions emmited from her mouth. I guess she never expected for her brother to stab their father to death.
Did I feel sad?
No
Did I regret it?
No. . .
I just regret not having done it sooner.
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