Meeting Him

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Hyuni's POV

I roll over my bed and fall on my pink fur carpet. Waking up like that is so painful that it's sometimes funny. I'm not a masochist, but many people often tell me that I'm insane. I stand up and I walk towards the bed table for my phone. I check the time and I see a message from my good friend, Sara, saying:

"Yo sis! Get your ass up before I stomp over to your house and knock the hell out of the 'I' in your insanity! It's Saturday for God's sake! Get some cute, sexy, comfortable clothes on. Were going to find me a boy to make Daniel [ A/N: Not the one from Wanno One] jealous after breaking up with me.....AGAIN!!!!!!!😭"

Sigh. Always something between her and her on then off relationship with Daniel. Honestly, if you both love each other, then don't break up!! Geez. They are just looking for the attention that they got when they started to date. Back then Daniel was loved by so many students and yet, he chose my friend, Sara , the ugliest, most wrinkly, horny potato there has ever existed. And worse yet, she's slept with his best friends night after night. But now, nobody gives two shits about him mainly because he ruined the junior high graduation student after party by calling the police while drunk. I'm surprised he was even able to get his phone from his pocket.

Tons of them were underaged to drink but no we want big teenage juice that could give us alcohol poisoning and probably kill us. Well you could guess what happened next. And they call me insane. I walk over to my door and put my hand on the doorknob. I never want to leave this room of mine, because of them. Kim Sammy and Kim Seoyeon. My mom, Seoyeon, always works,even at home, so she can make a butt load of money and leave the this house for the high life.

Doesn't think twice about me, only beats me when I ask too many questions. My dad, Sam, is no better. He's a dirty bastard, or more violently put, a man hoe. Yes I said it.

He doesn't work as much as mom, but somehow he finds enough money in this house to pay girls to do the dance without pants with him. You can find enough money for girls, but not for your own creation which you brought to life?!?!!!! He's got to be saving up some good millions for someone to sleep with a man without an eye, shoulder bone, leg and arm. How did he lose all this? Simple. I have no clue.

He goes off with men in black suits then comes back with a suitcase full of dough but some organ or body part wouldn't be with his body. Honestly, karma is such a sweet pain in his royal ass, don't you agree? Usually I would hear dad close the house door as mom would be on her phone, scolding some of her coworkers while typing faster than the flash on her laptop on a morning. But this time mom was screaming, but not at her probably half-deaf phone.

Instead she was screaming at a young man who was sitting on the living room couch, staring with calm, amused eyes at mom. His hair was a greyish silver, with his face and body looking like 24 at the best. He's wearing a black-blue suit with diamonds covering the jacket. So many that I felt poorer than a dog. At least a dog had it's owner's life insurance. What about me? Nothing. I look at mom who doesn't see me as I walk into the living room.

"You really think that I would sell her to you!? With THAT price?!?!!! Never in hell!! She'd be better off with some one paying more than a trillion! "

I look at dad, who's standing in the back of mom, face covered in pride and confidence. Wow. He got dumber I see. I walk to the kitchen and get some bread and a mountain of cheese and I eat, my back facing the fued in the living room.

Somewhere along the whole thing though, the man in the suit must of got agitated. I mean, who wouldn't?Mom's onion smelling mints don't make her smell good so it wouldn't be bliss if she was throwing her whole voice at you. The next I knew after finishing my breakfast, I heard three gunshots. I spun my head around to find what or where the sound came from.

But when I do, I see something I don't know how to feel about. Mom's on the floor, blood gushing out her skull like the rapids. I look over to my dad who isn't dead aswell. Sad, I know. I look at the young man, his face hasn't even moved an inch. But i'll tell you what's different.

There are those men in those black suits right behind him. So they're with him then? I walk over there, carefully so I won't get my head blown of like mom. Mr. Diamond on the couch sees me approaching though and immediately turns to me with a sly, lusty grin.

"So your the infamous Hyuni, im guessing?~"

He rases his eyebrows at me. I tilt my head down at my mom's head and I see dad on the floor, holding and shaking my mom's body begging for her to be okay. Even if they hate me, they still love each other. Well, each other, money, and her.

I look back at Mr. Diamond, who's smirking even wider now. Bet he thinks I'm scared and mad that he killed my mom. I have to play it safe with a guy like him. I make my entire body go towards him, walk up to him, and sit down infront of him on the other chair.

"Can I ask why you know my name?"

He gives a quick 'what the fuck' face then laughs uncontrollably. I look over at dad, whose looking at me with a pissed off look telling that I might get him killed. Suddenly, I feel a soft, cute, chubby hand hold mine then pull me, making me face Mr. Diamond . His eyes are sharp and he actually is handsome, believe it or not.

"Your going to make a very interesting bride."

I rewind and play the sentence over in my head.

'Your going to make a very interesting bride'

'Very interesting bride'

'BRIDE'

Me. Bride. Him. Here. Now. Bride. Me. Me? Umm..... Hyuni.exe has crashed. I don't know this son of a pretzel at all and now I'm his bride?!?!!! I look at him with the everyday 'fuck my Instagram' look. He's joking right?!

"Your joking about the bride thing right?!"

I can sense my dad having a shocked and scared look on his face. Immediately, five bullets past by my face and hit my dad all over, sending blood all over him, to. I stop breathing for a little and look back at him, gun by his side with his smirk slyer than before.

"Not all to the head, but it's what you wanted right?"

"What the hell?!"

But next thing I knew I fell to the floor, then I blacked out. But not before hearing him say:

"Night night, princess.~"

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