My Stepbrother || Kim Taehyung

Chapter 4

I was dreaming about being cuddled in a blanket to keep me safe and warm, then heard a beep. It shook me awake.

"Ugh! Not now!" I yell. I never acted like this. I never yell at my alarm clock. I feel an arm pull me, toward his chest, Taehyung's chest.

"Little sis are you okay?" Taehyung holding on to me tight.

"Yeah, I think so." No, I'm not. What all happened last night was terrible.

"You can tell me anything Hwa-young, you know that."

"It's just last night. I didn't know she'll act like him. And my mind thinking of my father." I feel my cheeks red.

I turn to him. His eyes filled with worried. Why is he like this? All these three months he's like this. We did get to know each other better. I'm happy we're friends. But I want more than that, it'll never come true.

"I'm sorry about all of this. Your father was a great man. I should've been there. I'm sorry." I feel his embrace. I a tear fell from my cheek.

"It's okay. I'll be fine. It's part of life."

I don't want him to let go. Not leaving me. I want to stay with him forever. Get an apartment and be roommates. That'll never happen.

We let go. Taehyung left the room and close the door. I change into my uniform. Glad tomorrow it's the weekend.

After a long day at school, I met up with Taehyung. Taehyung told me he and Jungkook did fail the quiz. Also, he asks me to hang out with him tonight. I said yes. I hate my little self. I get butterflies, my heart races. My life is going great, I suppose.

We got home. I suddenly trip over the stairs and fell right on the floor.

"Hwa-young!" I heard Tae yell. "Are you okay? Any bruises?" He checks over me.

"I'm fine Taehyung," I said sitting up and rubbing my knee.

"You should be careful." He looked worried so I stood up and hug him.

"Don't worry I will." I smile. I can tell he's smiling too.

Time past as I waited in my room. Nothing happened. Jimin hasn't told me his plan for my homeroom teacher and the music teacher. I told Jungkook what happened. He felt so sorry for me. On Monday he's going to give me something.

Me: You don't have to give me anything. I'm fine.

Kookie 🍪: Are you sure? I'm still going to give you a gift.

Me: Jungkook! Did I say something!

I waited for him to reply.

Me: Jungkook?

Fifteen minutes later. Still no answer.

Me: Kookie? Where are you?

I place my phone and stared at the ceiling. I remember when I was little, my dad and I put those star things up on my ceiling. It looks so cool when I was little because I could see the stars every day in my room.

There are many good times my dad taught me. He helped me understand more about sexuality and addiction when I was fifteen years old. I start learning the guitar with him but mom sold both of our guitars for the money. I remember on the news, I asked him what is rape. He hasn't told me about it. I learned it myself the age of eight. I just want to know everything and I ruined my childhood from it but dad said it's part of growing up and that's true. We all do good, bad, and learn every day something new.