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A photo of my precious Taeminie
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"Where is he? Where the fuck is that bastard?"

"I don't know." I said, trying my best to not look scared " I said I don't fucking know."

"Don't do that shit do you hear me? Do you have any idea how much money your fucking dad stole from me." The man said holding my colar with his rough hands.

I don't know how all this happened. It's been two days that I haven't seen my father, I thought it was for the best. I didn't even think about where did he go or when will he come back, I just wished he will never do. But I didn't fucking think he stole money to run away from this place.

It's not like I blame him thought, this man needs fucking help.

But as he always does, he leaves me to face the problems he made, not caring about me. I'm not even surpised.

"Answer you fucking shit." I heard before he punched my jaw. I felt buzzy, suddenly falling to the floor. And now i couldn't hold the ears anymore.

"I said I don't fucking know. I don't fucking know where he went why don't you fucking understand that" i kepy mumbling into tears, closing my eyes and holding my face in rage.

The man just sweared then got out, followed by two other guys, leaving behind them a broken door, and a more broken guy.

"What the hell? Jimin! Who are these guys?" Taemin ran to me, letting the bouquet of flowers fall to the ground and helping me get up.

"Get the fuck off me." I groaned, earning a sigh from him then got up surprisinly quickly. I searched for my phone that was apprently on the mattress then dialed my father's number.

No answer.

"He changed his number." I scoffed, under Taemin's confused gaze. "Of course he did."

"I can help you, minie. Just tell me who did this to you and I swear I'll kick their-"

"You can't solve anything with money Tae!" I shouted at him. "Welcome to world! We can't do everything we want just because we're rich. You can't just keep me apart for two fucking month from the guy I love because you only care about yourself."

I scoffed again, rolling my eyes and opening the doorknob, ready to get out. "You can't just keep doing everything you want just because you're rich. It doesn't all work with money."

And like that I left, going to the place I've always went to these two months.

I took a cigarette in my hands, lighting it then put it's edge on my lips, letting out a sigh of release when I removed it and let smoke release out of my mouth. I kept staring at the window, that window I used to enter Jungkook's room throught. Yeah now all I can do is watch it from afar like a fucking psychopath.

I could sometimes see him throught it, generally at night,hopefully when he's changing his clothes. He's the type to not get out of home that much, I remember always bringing him outside or else he'd just chill in his bed the whole time.

I'd also wait in front of his school, the time he usually gets out, in some hidden place, then make sure he went home safe. Yes, I'm a pathetic stalker now. He'd always be alone, but sometimes I'd spot him with Taehyung, or with a tall blondish girl I've never seen before.

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