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flashback

"hey mina, i have a question." i said.

"shoot."

"you and jungkook never really told me about..your parents. do you mind if i asked, what happened?"

she took a deep breath, "they're assholes, and they're dead to me and jungkook."

"why? what did they do?"

she sighed, "when me and jungkook were little, it was almost like i was the parent to jungkook. i was his mom, dad, and sister combined into one."

"our mom and dad were alcoholics. they would always go out and drink and get high on drugs. and when they came home, they would either fuck loudly, so loud that i would have to cover jungkook's ears for what felt like hours. or, they would turn their attention to us and beat us..."

shit. i felt my heart breaking.

"jungkook got it worse because he was small. i would always try to fight back, just to protect my little brother. in result of me fighting back, they would hit me more instead of jungkook."

"once we got older, i decided that i was sick of that shit. and i went to our neighbor when my parents were out. she called the police and our parents were taken to jail and me and jungkook were put at the hands of our grandparents."

"our grandmother passed away and our grandfather was put into a home. i got a job and i bought me and jungkook a place to stay. and that's how it's always been, since day one. me and jungkook only."

"i'm so sorry that happened to you guys..."

she shrugged her shoulders, "bad things happen to good people all the time. i'm just happy jungkook didn't get ptsd, then i really wouldn't know what to do."

"well, i'm glad you found a better life for yourselves."

she smiled, "yeah, me too."

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[sorry for any grammatical errors]

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