I love my job its one of the best jobs you could have. I'm an employee at one of the biggest companies in the world Jeon Ent...... they are located all across the globe and I work at the main one in the U.S. Even though the company expanded from South Korea, the biggest one is located here, in Washington. I always get promotions and I'm now one of their best employees, but I've worked here for 2 years now so of course I worked hard for them.
I gave up everything to do this, my dream job, a photographer. My mom and brother, Taehyung, didn't want to support my dreams because they think that I should've been a doctor because they make more money but I didn't want to do that, if anything that would be my last choice. Its not that it was entirely my brother's fault, he could have supoorted me but mom brainwashed him and told him that I was the bad guy and that I was in the wrong. The love of my life, Hoseok....he didn't support my dreams although its been awhile I still miss him a lot.
I also kind of fucked up my relationship with my bestfriends Jimin and Julianna. They work with me so its even more awkward.
Lets start from the very beginning, when I started highschool...
"Its ok honey you got this" Mom said pushing me towards the door.
"D-do I really got this" I nervously remark. "I am not ready for highschool. I was just a kid, i remember when I was in kinde- "
"Everyone grows up and now its your time, 4 more years and you can chase your dreams" mom cuts me off. I turn around and look at her with an annoyed expression.
"Your dreams" I corrected her. "Tae tae, come on or we will be late" I push past her mumbling incoherent words and go check on Taehyung, my twin brother. Its always about her and never about what I want to do, shes knows what i want to do but she's trying to make me go into the medical field and I'm not doing it, im not about to grow up and waste my life doing something I hate. She wants me and Tae to follow in her footsteps and become doctors but I dont want to. She may be able to brainwash him but I know for a fact that that is not what he wants to do. He wants to be a singer and I completely understand why, HIS VOICE IS COMPLETELY BEAUTIFUL. His voice helped me through a lot. Starting from when we were little he would sing to me because I was afraid of the dark or in middle school when I started having panic attacks after what had happened in 3rd grade. Now lets go back further.
Warning⚠️: if you read further the story
Includes: Rape, abuse, profanities
Don't read if you are sensitive towards this topic, but this will also explain a lot.When me and Tae were 5 our step dad would abuse me. Mentally and physically. He would touch me and tell me I'm beautiful but then tell me I'm worthless and that no one loves me, I started to believe his lies and I fell into a dark place. I made myself throw up everytime I ate and I cut myself. It went on for years until I was about 9 he came home one day and hit me then continously hit me, no one heard me cry and scream for help, no one. This went on and on and when I was 11, he raped me. He didn't care about what he did to me, he kept doing it, he was supposed to be my father. He shouldn't have done that, he shouldn't have touched me, hit me, manipulated me, he should've loved me. But he didn't and no one knew. That was until one day, mom was at work and Taehyung was at his friends house, I was left home alone with dad. Mom always worked late nights and Tae always stayed at Hoseok's house on Friday's. I was 13.
I was in my room reading and I heard the front door open and slam close, and thats when I knew exactly who it was. I heard my dad coming up the stairs and down the hall towards my bedroom and since I was afraid of the dark, my light was on and he already knew I was in my room. The only thing I thought at the moment was to hide so I jumped off of my bed quietly making it up and putting my book down on my table and running into my closet. What I failed to realize was that he watched me make my bed and run into the closet.
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