3AM

Episode 4

Kim Residence – 6:00
Jennie & her father

🎤: Jennie Kim

"Hey dad could you bring me to---"

The spinal cord behind my back stiffened. I automatically rolled my eyes, and walked away.

There was shuffling before I felt a presence behind, followed by an overly-sickening sweet voice. "Sweet, what is it you wanted to ask?"

Dad had the woman on his lap again. Doing stuff that was meant to be in a fucking room. Haven't she gotten any shame? Staring back at me only with her panties on? At least cover your dumb breasts!

I faced back at Dad, "Oh. I was thinking if you could drop me to school but it's fine. I'll just get a grab from Momo."

The woman got up and suddenly placed her hand on my shoulder. "Are you sure, Jennie? I could drive you there if you want."

Fuck. That hand just touched my dad and his damn stick. It was also the hand which held Mom's engagement ring on her fourth finger.

I couldn't help but slowly swipe the hand away. "Please don't do that,"

My lips pulled into a cracked smile. "I'm not a fan of AIDS."

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Just wait outside. Be there in a sec

I sighed in relief and switched off my cellphone. I love you so much, Momo.

But the minute I swung the house door open to wait for my beloved gal, my mood literally went upside down. Again.

There, just right outside my house parked a convertible orange Lexus. Just right beside the mailbox.

And no no no, it wasn't the car that caused a frown in my face. It was the bitch inside the car.

Taehyung smirked, a hand on the steering wheel. "Wassupé."

I looked at him, then the house, then back at him. "You here to pick your aunt or what? Well then I'm sorry my dude 'cause she's currently busy getting banged by my old man---"

"Why in the world would my aunt be in your house?"

"Then why are you here?"

"What else."

"Oh," I stared at space. "Oh hell naw boi, you ain't---"

"Why not?"

I stared at the man himself this time. "Because I said no."

"And since when you said no?"

"Like... just now? I said a hell no when you're here to actually pick me."

"You said hell naw. Not hell no. Doesn't count, does it?"

My nose flared up as gave him a cold stare. "Go away, V. I'd rather walk to school." I spun away and legitly walked to the road, rolling my luggage behind me.

Taehyung pulled off his sunglasses. "Hey, if you gonna walk with that fat ass luggage to VXI like Jessica Jung in one of her music videos, woman please, you'll look absolutely wack."

"Shut up and go back home." I scowled.

He groaned loudly. "Just get in, oh my god..." Taehyung got out from the car and snatched the luggage.

"Kim Tawhyung, you better stop and give me back my luggage."

He tossed my pink luggage into the car boot, slamming it shut. "Get in the car, loser. We're going to VXI."