An Idol's Sister | BTS

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Friday...
Y/N POV
I had packed the night before and I was ready to leave Busan. I grabbed my suitcase and brought it down the stairs. I put it near the door and headed to the dining table.

I put seaweed soup in a bowl and got a spoon. Tzuyu and Jihyo were busy packing. Eomma and appa were already eating breakfast. I bowed to them when I headed to the table.

"You're leaving today right?", appa asked. "Yes, appa. I'm going to stay at Jungkook's first then I'll move to where I'm supposed to stay in.", I said. Eomma scoffed and I looked at her in confusion.

"You're staying with your brother? Such an embarrassment to all his hyungs. They'll think you're using your brother for a home.", eomma said.

"I've talked to his hyungs already. They seem really nice.", I said. "That's what you think. What if they're actually whispering behind your back? Not that I'm concerned for you but I'm concerned of how Jungkook would look in front of his hyungs.", eomma said.

I was about to answer back but apps stopped me. "I think that's enough, Eun Min.", appa said. Eomma kept quiet and I looked gratefully at appa.

"I hope you have a great time with your brother. You're going to have a great time there.", appa said. "Thank you, appa. I hope you and eomma stay in good health.", I wished.

He smiled at me and we continued eating. He left the house for work after eating. I washed the dishes afterwards and found Tzuyu and Jihyo going down. "Tzuyu, Jihyo, I made some kimchi for you.", eomma told them. "Thank you, auntie!", they said.

I looked at them enviously. I wish eomma treated me like that. I can't remember a time when she actually showed me she cared for me. All I knew was that appa cared for me. That's what I've known for my whole entire life.

Tzuyu and Jihyo gave me a thumbs up, signaling that I shouldn't be jealous of them. But I couldn't help it. Eomma always paid attention to Jungkook and my friends. Not me...

"Eomma! We're home!", I said as I opened the door. Jungkook and I entered the house. "Aigoo...my son is growing up too fast.", eomma said as she hugged Jungkook tightly.

I was just there on the side staring at them as they showed their love for each other. I was desperate to get attention.

"Eomma, we received our test results today.", I said. "I'm sure Jungkook got high, didn't you, Kookie?", eomma asked, addressing Jungkook again.

"Ani, eomma. I had a difficult time studying for the test. I failed in Math and Science. Noona helped me study for it, but I couldn't understand the problems given.", Jungkook said.

Eomma looked at me with rage. "Why didn't you teach him well?! You're supposed to help him pass?! Are you now going to let your little brother fail while you just pass every exam?!", eomma asked me harshly.

I looked down. I never intended it to be that way. I taught Jungkook everything I knew. I needed to defend myself.

"Eomma, I taught Jungkook everything I knew.", I said quietly. "Liar. You didn't teach him your methods. You just want the limelight. Stop being arrogant. Help your brother and have some humility.", eomma said to me.

She came closer to me and slapped me hard on the face. I held my cheek, it hurt a lot. "You're eating dinner in your bedroom tonight. I don't wanna see your face on the dining table.", eomma said and hugged Jungkook.

She brought him to the table. I rushed upstairs and cried. I didn't know that doing a good thing would have bad consequences. That was never the case in the movies.

Someone knocked on my door. "Who's there?", I asked softly. "Jungkook.", he answered and came in. He hugged me and I cried in his arms.

"Noona, stop crying. I'm here for you. It's alright.", Jungkook said. "I can't. It's too much. Eomma always does this too me. It's getting out of hand.", I sobbed in his arms.

"Let's eat dinner together. I'll bring up the food here. You need company.", Jungkook said. I nodded and continued crying. He didn't say anything after that.

I teared up at the memory. That was one of the worst memories I had in my childhood. It gave me a lot of realizations. I wasn't loved by my eomma.

Although it hurt, I had to bear with it for a long time. I shouldn't look at the past now. I have to look forward to the future.

No more feelings of being unwanted. Today, I was moving to Seoul. I was going to leave my past behind me. No one was getting in my way.

Tzuyu, Jihyo, and I returned back upstairs. As I closed my suitcase, I realized that I had forgotten something. My journal.

Eomma took it away from me when she said that it distracted me from teaching my brother. I was desperate to have it back. It had all my secrets in it.

I went to my parents' room and opened a drawer which had my name on it. I knew it was going to be there since I saw eomma place it here.

I found it, but as I was about to get, someone startled me. "What're you doing?", eomma asked. "Getting my journal.", I replied.

"Wae?", eomma asked. "I'm leaving already. I'm bringing all my things with me. The journal I need is the most important object I've had with me since my childhood yet you kept it away from me.", I said.

She stared at me for a moment then looked over at my drawer. "The journal was my only consolation...from all the things you've done to me.", I said bravely.

I could feel my voice shaking but I wanted to say what I had felt. "Years and years, I yearned for your love. In return, I received nothing more than a scowl and a few words.", I said.

"I never understood why you showed more love and care for Jungkook rather than me. I always tried to please you but instead it pissed you off.", I said. She stared at me as I talked. Her face didn't show any guilt.

"Now that I'm leaving, I will be moving to a better place for me. A more suitable place for me. A place where I wouldn't feel unwanted. A place where I can find my friends.", I said.

I decided to stop talking. I took the journal out of my drawer. Before I left the room, eomma grabbed my arm. "Don't you dare step into this room again without my permission.", she said coldly.

"I'm always going to get permission from appa anyways.", I answered. Her grip loosened and I left her room.

I knew I had done the right thing. So far, it had been the bravest moment I had had in this life.