NOT MATED || JEON JUNGKOOK

MEMORY

"Please stop!" I pleaded as my father squeezed my wrists making it bruise.

"Shut up you bastard child!" he yelled and slapped me across the face hard.

I started sobbing as I brought my knees up to my chest.

"Crying? You really think that's going to save you here? I don't care about your tears!"

He grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled me up by it.

"Please. Stop. It hurts."

"Really? It hurts?"

I nodded crying.

He bent down and brought his mouth to my ear, "Good."

I screamed as I felt a pain to my stomach. He punched me. My own father punched me.

"Please stop! It hurts! It's enough now!"

"Hey!" he pulled harder on my hair.

"I decide when it's enough. Now be a good girl and take it. Take it all in. It's what you deserve anyway."

He punched me again and continued doing it repeatedly.

"No! Stop!" I yelled.

"Saeron! Saeron!"

My head shot up. The first thing I noticed was Jungkook's worried face.

I realized that I wasn't at home. My father wasn't beating me up. It was all just a dream. A memory. Something I wish I forgot.

"Saeron. Are you okay?" he asked wiping some of the sweat off my forehead.

I calmed my breathing before answering.

"I'm fine. It was just a dream."

"It must've been some dream. You were screaming in your sleep."

"Oh no. What did I say? What did you hear?" I asked worriedly.

I didn't want him to find out what my father did to me. He'd feel pity and I don't need pity. Not from him.

"You were screaming stop it. You're hurting me. It's enough...father." he paused before saying the last word.

My eyes widened.

He heard.

I buried my face in my hands and started silently crying.

"Hey. Talk to me. What's going on?" he asked softly.

I shook my head.

"Come on." he said moving my hands away from my face.

He lifted my chin with his finger and he now looked right into my eyes.

I was sure that I looked terrible. Covered in sweat and a tear stained face.

"I'm sorry." I said burying my face in his bare chest.

"Why are you sorry? Huh?" he asked rubbing my head softly.

I could hear his heartbeat and it calmed me down.

"Talk to me Saeron. I can't help you if you won't talk to me."

I didn't reply.

"Look at me Saeron."

I slowly lifted my head to look at him.

"There. Now tell me what's wrong."

"I'm scared."

"Why?"

"My father. He disappeared a few days ago. From our house."

"And you're scared that he's hurt? Or that something bad happened to him?"

I shook my head.

"I know he's okay. He ran. Because...."

"It's okay. You can tell me."

"I used to be very close to my father. We used to be a happy family. My father, mother and I. But my mother got very sick. She had cancer. She died. And for some reason, he changed after her death. He started blaming me for her death and...he...he started beating me. "

Jungkook's eyes widened.

"He beat me until I couldn't stand anymore. I couldn't fight back. He was too strong. I also had nowhere to go. My father is the only family I have left. So I endured it. Everyday. After school. There would be times where he would beat me up so badly, I'd stay at home for days. Recovering. He blamed me for everything that was going wrong. He'd get drunk and take his frustrations out on me. The day Jackson marked me. I went home that day. He was drunk. He started beating me. But that day it was way worse than before. I was bleeding but he wouldn't stop. I hit my head by the stairs and my head started bleeding too. I was barely conscious. And the last thing I saw was my father running out. He thought that he killed me. But I'm sure he knows that I'm alive. He hasn't come back yet, but I'm afraid of what will happen when he does. I don't want to go through that again. If it wasn't for my best friend who found me, I would probably be dead right now. "

I was now sobbing into my hands.

"Hey. It's okay." he said bringing me to his chest rubbing circles on my back to calm me down.

"He won't hurt you again."

"How do you know that? I'll have to go back home tomorrow and..." I trailed.

"Hey. Look at me." he said cupping my cheeks with his hands looking into my eyes.

"I won't let him hurt you again. Okay? I promise."

"You don't have to. You guys have done enough for me already. You saved my life thrice already. I'm just dead weight. I'll face my father alone."

"But what if he beats you again?"

"You don't have to pretend that you care about me."

He looked taken aback by what I said.

"I know that we have a kind of bond and connection now but your father said that only I would feel the effects. Only I could feel things for you. You would feel nothing for me. So you don't have to pretend. I know you probably find me annoying and you  are mad that you have to save my ass every time. It's not your fault that we're connected now. But you don't have to pretend to have feelings that you don't really have. I'll go back home tomorrow and I'll stay out of your life. I promise. You'll never hear of me again. "

I wiped my tears away before standing up to leave.

I was pulled back when Jungkook suddenly grabbed my wrist.

But what happened next I was not expecting.

He pulled me back onto the bed and smashed our lips together.