the good guy J.JK

ch.4

it's been a week and we're settled in Daegu.

I told the police everything (except for the figure and picture, I didn't think it was important) and with that the case was closed, not just an overdose, but a suicide.

"Y/N, get up! it's your first day of school!"my brother yells, falling ontop of me.

my eyes fly open as wide as saucers, suddenly feeling a heavy pain on my side that would soon lead to bruising.

"t-tae, get off! your heavy!"i say with anger and irritation.

I'm more than unready for a new school and new life away from my simple old one.

"then get up"he says jokingly.

I scoff, pushing with both my arms and legs now.

"i can't! your ontop of me!"

finally he stands up, yanking my blanket off of my body to see me in just a shirt and underwear.

"GET OUT IDIOT!"i scream as I jolt up, pushing him and his laughter out of my room.

"granny panties?!"he yells from behind the door, my back still pressed against it and a face as red as a tomatoe.

"go away!!!!"i yell.

a few seconds pass, so I open the door to check.

"AHHH"he screams as he pulls the door open.

I scream back, fear filling me up as his hands begin to tickle my waist, both of us falling to the ground.

"GET OFF- S-STAHP" I yell with laughter, tears streaming from my face. "I'M GONNA PISS MYSELF"

it really is a bad idea to tickle someone in the morning, because everybody always has to pee.

even tho taehyung knows this fact, he doesn't stop.

"I'm about to go to work- tae! get off your sister!"

taehyung is quick to retreive his hands, giveing me the chance to fill my lungs with much needed oxygen.

"sorry mom"he says and walks out the door.

my mother looks down at me and my night wear.

"nothing weird, just tickles"I assure.

she nods her head unsurely, then turns to walk away.

-

"alright, taehyung you be safe on the road. Y/N, I signed you up for tutoring at school"

I sigh in irritation.

"it's my first week at school, why tutoring?"

"because your stupid"taehyung says with a smirk, earning a smack to the back of the head from yours truly.

my mom looks at me with sympathy.

"your last report card had three c's"she says "and I talked to the principle and the student who volunteered to tutor you is an all A student"

I look at her, curiosity covering every inch of my face.

"the students tutor?"

"the smart ones do"she says with a smile "love you both"

her heels click as she leaves the house, my brother and I soon following her out the door and to his car parked outside.

I open the door to the spacious silver car, not really careing what kind it is or how it works. just worried about how fast it can get me there and back.