Chapter Twelve
Little For Once
Jungkook POV
When I awoke the next morning, my head felt funny.
I blinked, letting out a soft yawn.
I looked around the room, thinking quietly to myself.
Where was Eomma?
An' Appa?
Wan' Eomma!
Wan' hear sing!!!
But when I strained my ear...
All I heard was silence.
Normally I could hear Eomma and Appa talking...
Why can't I hear them?
Did they leave me?
But...
They promised.
My bottom lip began to tremble as silent tears fell down my face.
I chase' 'em 'way...
I cuddled KoKo, struggling to stand up, even just a little bit.
I held onto the bars, calling out," E-eomma?"
Nothing.
No sound.
No footsteps.
Nothing.
"Appa?" I called, my voice wavering.
Again.
Silence.
No talking.
No walking.
No footsteps.
Nothing.
"Hewwo?" I whimpered.
No walking.
No talking.
No footsteps.
Nothing.
I called a little louder, fear filling my tone," A-appa? E-eomma? Hewwo?"
Silence.
No creaking of floorboards.
No shuffle of feet.
Not a word.
Total, absolute.
Silence.
I fell back onto my bum, crying, pitifully.
"Dey weave Ggukkie al' 'wone KoKo... Dey... no, no wike me!!!" I sobbed into the soft fur of the bunny, crying helplessly.
Then I heard a door open.
I perked up," E-eomma?" I called, hope filling my voice.
But...
The footsteps didn't sound right.
Click. Clack. Click. Clack, on the hardwood floors.
They grew louder, approaching the bedroom door.
"Appa?" I called, scared.
The door opened to a woman with a wicked smile," Oh, did my little slut think they could get away from me?"
