My father was there and I couldn't believe it, my nightmare was right in front of me. The person I hate the most was right in front of me with an orange suite that fit him quite big. The man who ruined my life was here in the same room us both breathing the same air.
"y/n lo-"
"fuck you"
I hate him, I hate the fact that he touched me and saw parts that he shouldn't have seen. He abused me and I hate him, nothing in this world can change the hate I have for him. He was the one who caused my mother to hate me and the one who caused my siblings to leave me here with such a monster. I will never forgive him even if he takes his life for me.
"y/n get back here!"
I heard my mother scream back in the house, when I come back things aren't going to be pretty but I don't care. I'd rather get beat by her than live under the same roof as that man. My birthday is coming in a few months and once that comes I will move and never come back. I will move out and live a happy life that I deserve because all I've done is put up with my parents shit for most of my teenage life.
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"I extremly apologize Ms.Jeon for interrupting your sleep but may I speak to Jungkook in his room??"
"Oh no don't worry he's sleeping but go wake him up hes been in there the whole day since it was his free day from work"
I wasn't going to go to Jimin or Joy they wouldn't understand me and Joy doesn't know anthing. Jungkook was someone who kept on making sure I was ok with my life and that I wouldn't do anything stupid. If only he knew the mistake I was about to do.
Knowing that my father is there makes me want to go back and kick him out myself. He shouldn't have the privilege to be out of there(jail). He should stay there forever because what he did was unforgivable and the fact that he kept on going was worse.
"Jungkook? Jlease wake up"
When his mother opened I tried my hardest to keep my tears in, she would've asked and that would've make me cry.
"What are you doing here? And why are you crying!"
"My father is back Junkook.... he goes there when I'm not home that's why my mother didn't allow me to be there after school.... I don't want to return..."
I was a crying mess in front of him, I hate crying but sometimes it's hard to hold them in. Years I spent holding my tears in that now it's even harder. It's like I became more sensitive with things that I cry easily.
Right now it feels like I'm crying out of anger but of depression and other things. My father is now home and I didn't know that before, my mother will beat me as soon as I come home (not that I will). it's too much bad things after another and it's just driving me crazy.
"I should've died years ago! I shouldn't have let my sister stop me I fucking hate my life!"
It's true, I wished I was dead but what can I do? Everything becomes good in my life then there's something bad waiting to end all my happiness. People that I love don't understand only Jungkook, if I tell anyone they would take her away and I would end up in an orphanage, I don't want that.
"What the fuck are you talking about y/n! Are you stupid? Don't ever say that.... just warn the authorities and they would do something about it.. things would be fine you should try it..."
"You don't get it... if I do that they would send me to an orphanage because I don't have another relative that wants me.. they think that let my father touch me.. they think I tried to seduce him"
When my other close relatives' found out my father said that I tried to do something. He told them that I wanted it to happen and that I seduced my father. They believe him but not the little girl who was the victim of the situation.
I tried to explain to them that he kept on going and that he raped me but they as well turned their backs on me and never spoke to me ever again. My best cousins called me disgusting names that I wasn't, they didn't believe me either when I tried asking for help.
My siblings couldn't help because they would've gotten in trouble if they tried that's why they left. Also one of the many reasons why I wanted to end my life because I had no one to help me or believe my true side of the story.
"You have me and joy isn't that enough for you... and Tae he believes in you and so do I.. Joy loves you... my parents love you, tae loves you............ I love you y/n"
"I know you all do but that isn't enough... I want to feel at home... I want to feel the way I feel here at my own home.. where I can laugh and feel happy but I always feel the complete opposite.... I fell like I'm unwanted by my own parents... my siblings couldn't sit and watch me suffer... my father took advantage of his own daughter more than twenty times.... and my mother? She uses me as a punching bag everytime she is drunk or just feels like it..... I want to die..I-"
"y/n look at me....... LOOK AT ME!!!"
I flinched because he screamed loud enough for the others to hear so I looked at him.
"I don't ever in my life want to hear you say those words..... you have people who love you don't push them away because if you do.. you will regret it... that's why your siblings left... they gave you options to help you and live a happy life but you didn't listen to them.... you have me Joy and Taehyung to help you but we don't want you pushing us away.... I love you and so do the others listen to us because we don't want you to do something stupid..... You will sleep here with me from now on and I don't care what your mother says you are staying here with us.... is that understood?"
His offer was amazing but it was another hard decision, my mother would flip out and call people to find me. She is somewhat powerful she is capable of anything. But it was an offer that I couldn't say no to, he offered to help me and like he said if I reject I will regret it later so I had to take it.
I shook my head and hugged him tightly, I need more people like him but.... I can't give him the love that he wants, not the way he wants it
I'm sorry Jungkook.....
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