PERFECTLY IMPERFECT || KTHxREADER

VIII

It's your 8th Birthday and the neighborhood is invited to your party, there are some visitors that's quiet unfamiliar.

You're very glad--- but my heart stopped when I saw dad holding JinHee's hands in a weird manner.

JinHee is his co-worker, mom's bestfriend and the mother of my bestfriend.

I hid myself behind the door eavesdropping their conversation. Dad's booming voice was heard. "I know but..."

There's a shrill crying sound coming to my direction and found my baby sister with her messy hair, running to me while her arms are spread out to balance herself.

My little angel was bewailing over something. "Eonnie, let's get away here." She abruptly grab my index finger with her tiny soft hands and pull me. Her arms stretched revealing her bruises. I mentally facepalm to the sigh I've seen.

My suspicions tells that the witch was the once did it but my mind also tells me that she couldn't do that because she's my mom's bestfriend. She treated me like trash when no one is around so I'm just fooling myself if I say that she's not involved.

I looked at her worried. "Who did this to you?" I whisper-yelled.

It doesn't looks like she accidentally fall or intentionally hurt herself, based on her scratches and bruises on her arms. Her eyes tells that she's hurt and scared. "No." She plead, holding my hands tighter. "Did JinHee hurt you?" She look down and hesitantly nod in response. "Stay right here." I ordered putting my hands against both of her shoulders.

Letting myself drown with anger a wrong but when it comes to my family I will execute all of it although it was a bad idea.

My knees was shaky but I stand up to voice my complain which I think was the right thing to do.

When your angry, you can't define things if it's good or bad. All you want is to let it out not expecting yourself to be like that, that's my worst part. Because when I'm at rage I feel my inner demon.

I pushed the door and barge through it even knocking, facing the both of them hugging each other, romantically. "Why did you did that to DaHeen?!" I yelled earning their attention.

They turned to me.

JinHee was gritting her teeth in so much annoyance, looks like a wild tiger. She run to slap me and I fell down like a helpless child.

Despite of my lack of strength I force myself to stand to finally face the man who's I'm claiming as my dad, talking to JinHee. She rolled her eyes while stumping her feet and crossed her arms.

Dad turn to me and point at the door. "Get out." I didn't move a muscle. He really said that?

My heart sank.

I thought I misheard it but I was in reality. All of it was the truth and nothing will change if I keep avoiding it.

"But dad---." Stopping my mid-sentense, he drag me harshly that made me wince in pain. He pushed me out and slam the door.

My sister was standing at the same spot where I left her and I can see worries in her so I smiled while wiping my tears.

They doesn't need to see me cry, they won't understand.

I carried her and went down stairs to bring her to mom. Her little hand caressed my cheeks where JinHee slapped me. "Go to mom, I'll entertain other guests." I put her down and pat her head.

I took a deep breath and got startled when a pair of hand covered my face preventing me to see.