Secrets are meant to be broken

Chapter 1- the beginning of a new life

Mark's POV

New house, new street, and of course new school.... A whole new life to cleanse myself from bruises and damages they have done to me.

But you know what, it won't change anything even if I force myself to redeem and change myself because it has become part of my life and it will always be remembered ....unfortunately.

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6:00 am

"Haawwwww" I yawned as I battle with my eyelids to open.

Its my first day of school, I feel excited.

But you you know what a couple more minutes of sleep would be fine.

Not wanting to get up I covered myself in my warm cuddly chocolate brown blan- "Mark get up!!!" Someone shouted.

Ofcourse, my good old alarm clock, aunt Mary. I wonder where's the off button to stop her from screaming everyday.

"I..I'm coming" I whined trying to beat her volume.

"It's your first day of school, you gotta give a great impression to your teachers" sounding like a mother.

Good impression huh! "Like they'd notice" I scowled again

I put on my school uniform without any interest on how I look. I am usually the kind of guy who just goes with the flow, nobody will notice me anyways so what's the point of tiring yourself out of nothing.

I went down the stairs and saw my aunt with a rare huge smile, almost reaching her ears. "Oh my" sounding proud. "Look at you, you're so handsome. I'm proud of you already"

I gave her a smile and a nod as a small sign of determination that I will forget about everything and live a new.

Two years ago

JACKSON's POV

"You are making things harder for yourself, son. Doing this kinds of tricks with your so called friends will bring you nothing but shame into this company and a big comfy bed..... on the street." My dad lectured. "If this ever happens again -

"I'm not a toy that you can just control and manage every step I take because your know- at -all smart ass brain tells you that that is what's good for me" I backfired.

"You have no choi-" I cut him off "I AM NOT MY BROTHER"

I walked out the door without even looking back at my father but I can visualize his face right now. Something that I am use to seeing. A face that reads "how come I have a son like you" or "why can't you be the one in your brother's place instead of him" kind of face.

At least that's what I think I'm seeing.

My father wants me to take his spot eventually in the near future as a president of JYP Academy but unfortunately for him, I do not have any interest and am not planning on sitting all day on a desk signing billions of paper and getting butt cramps anytime soon.

Just thinking about it makes me cringe in disgust.

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A couple of minutes later my phone rang. I reached from my pocket and saw who was calling me.

"What do you want" I replied coldly.

"You're dad is looking for you. Where the fuck are you anyway" said JB, my best friend since childhood.

"Well I don't need to tell you that do I" I said knowing that he knows what I'm talking about. Whenever I'm in range I always go to one place only that me and JB knows.

"Come quick" JB said in rage. "You're dad needs to tell you something. And please hurry, it's getting quite scary in here. I don't know how much your dad's face can hold on longer before it explodes.

"Whatever" I replied and hung up.

After a couple of minutes of strolling around thinking about nothing at all and letting myself relax and calm down, I decided to return home before the old man increases his range on me.

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As I was near my place I saw JB either waiting for me outside or he's probably scared of the atmosphere In the house.

Once He saw me, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him"what took you so long man. Go inside he's waiting" he whispered even though we are far away from the living room where all my family are probably hanging out.

I have him a nudge, "relax dude it's not like I've never been in this situation before", I chuckled

"But this is different for sure, I saw him staring at nothing. He's probably thinking of different ways to killing you dude", he said fearfully.

Cannot believe this guy. I grabbed his head and said to him slowly, "ARE. YOU. ON. DRUGS."

And as expected I received a punch on my shoulder.

Finally I went in and ofcourse I found my father sitting in the middle couch glaring at me.

I glared back.

"What do you need to tell me" I spilled.

Instead of answering me, he threw at me a file of papers.

Well that was rude.

I looked at it anyways, and saw my name and school I-

SCHOOL ID!!!!!!!!

"What is this exactly" , I glared at my dad waiting for an answer. however, I became impatient because I know exactly what he's trying to do.

"I don't wanna go back", I said to him very straightforward.

"Well son, it's the only way for you to qualify on a specific job and it will be a great image for our company for the owner's son to experience one of our hard work" my dad explained plainly.

"This is not fair!!!" I backfired

"It's your choice. If you're not gonna follow my instructions, better yet to throw you away and never see you again"

Honestly, it is one of the best suggestions dad ever gave in years. None being to see him is heaven. However, I don't know anything that could keep me alive in this world besides his money.

"Fine, I will do whatever you want however I also have a suggestion. Once I'm done in this school, I would like to go my separate ways and live on my own without any communications from you. Understand DAD!, I emphasized.

"Then the deal is done", my dad said calmly. Seeing that he didn't even flinch when I said I would have no connections whatsoever was something that I expects to happen.

"School starts three days from now, be prepared." My dad added.

I sighed.