Insecurities | J.JK

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🚫 WARNING 🚫

This chapter contains abit of violence and mature content ahead so please if you don't like this chapter, please skip it. Thank you.

SPECIAL

This chapter will be special as it will be revealing Jungkook's past so hope y'all like it.

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THERE was once a family, a happy family. Married at an early age and enjoying their new lives together.

As a year passed, Mrs Jeon was pregnant and she gave birth nine months after to a baby boy. A baby boy named Jeon Jungkook.

The years flew and Jungkook was now 10 years old. From the time he was born till now, he was happy and grateful for what he had. A family of three living in a happily ever after.

But all good things come to an end.

Ever since the boy was 10, his parents changed as months flew by.

From comfort & love to none but hatred and abusive.

The simplest things the black haired boy did, he would eventually get a beating. Even if it's the smallest mistake, a whip from a belt and a hot spoon placed on his tongue.

The torture continued till the age of 15, thats when he had suffered enough. Unbearable pain all over his body with dark purple bruises, msrks coloured in red patched within his honey coloured skin
With teary, sore and red eyes with salty tears running down his hollow cheeks, he replays the memories he had before all of this happened.

" Jeon Jungkook!! " A taut voice yelled from below. " Get down here! "

Jungkook couldn't move his limbs. He had to hold onto something for him to not fall or even break his bones. The once joyful yet chubby boy now hollow and thin. He limped his way down to the hall where his parents were.

Once he was done, his eyes catched the sight of something normal he sees everyday. His once cheerful yet energetic mother now exhaling smoke within a dry, chapped lips with her eyebags visible.

On the other hand, his once handsome yet kind father now gulping down the bottle of whiskey, the burning sensation going down his esophagus.

The two pair of eyes that once looked at their son as the key to their happiness was now a toy to be played and dragged with.

" Your school called and told how bad your grades were. Not only that, they even complain about how you talk to the teachers.." His father spoke with venom laced in his voice. " Should i teach you a lesson for that? "

The teenage boy looked down with his eyes tearing up once again, his lips quiver in fear.

" N-no.." He stuttered out.

" I don't take no as a answer.." He got up, unbuckling his belt and pulling through and out of the loops of his pants.

As he was about to whip the scared teenage boy, a few people broke through the door.

" Mr & Mrs Jeon, stop whatever you're doing and keep your hands up!! " A voice yelled from the end of the halls.

Jungkook fluttered his eyes open to see a bunch of police men at the door with a gun in their hands.

Both parents now afraid, obeyed and kept their hands up while the ofher officers quickly cuffed them and dragged them out.

For once in a lifetime, Jungkook smiled in relief. His vision slowy blurs, till it all blacked out.

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Groans of pain and aching, Jungkook fluttered his eyes open to meet a sight he's never seen before or never been. He quickly sat up but a sharp pain pierce through his body making him grunt.