No Peace

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"I'm so proud of you."
   ~Kim Taehyung

         ***************I didn't have to go back home, everything I needed was already in my room at my dad's house

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I didn't have to go back home, everything I needed was already in my room at my dad's house.

I opened my phone and saw a missed call from my mum. I called back but she didn't pick up, oh well. I stared out of the passenger's window looking as the houses pass by quickly.

Even though we were the ones moving it looked the houses were too. Mr. Ahn parked the car in the driveway and I jumped out of the car, my back pack hanging on my right shoulder.

The maid, Theresa was standing at the door already waiting for me. I greeted her and ran up the stairs straight to my room.

I pulled off my blazer and tie, throwing them unto my bed. I closed my windows and turned the air conditioner on.

I laid on my bed and started playing magic piano tiles, after failing a nocture repeatedly I got pissed and exited the game.

I stared at my ceiling feeling really bored, before my thoughts could wander to food, my phone vibrated with a notification.
It was a message from my mum.

Eomma: Please behave yourself this week

I couldn't help but smile at that
Me: When am I ever not behaved?

Eomma: I'm very serious Kim Min A. Don't play with me

I just rolled my eyes. I wasn't going to do anything but now she's mentioned it, maybe I will.

I pulled out my laptop from under my bed, where I had hidden it before i left last month.

My parents have been divorced for almost a year now. And my mum still loves my father, I wonder how.

From what I overheard, she found out that he was cheating on her with his personal assistant a long time ago.

His personal assistant! What a freaking cliche. She's the reason why I hate billionairexPA books now. And the worst thing is that she's stupid in every single way. I hate her.

But my father doesn't care. He says he loves Jisoo so he won't leave her, no matter how many times I try to convince him. I guess he's blind or MAYBE! Maybe she's bewitched him! That's the only way.

My father used to be intelligent, he used to tell me stories of how he built up his company all by himself and the only support he had was my mum. But ever since Jisoo came along he's been really foolish, following her around like a dumb puppy. And I hate it so much.

She posts pictures everyday of the useless things she wastes my father's money on. Can't he see what a gold digger she is.

As long as I'm here, she'll have no peace. I'll make sure of that. I'm doing my mum a favour, she just doesn't know it.

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I was sitted on my bed with a bunch of snacks surrounding me. I wasn't going to eat all of them, obviously. I don't want to get fat.
Some where needed for my plan.

The last time I was here and played my Astro playlist really loud, she got angry and started banging on my door.

This is exactly what I was going to use to lure her to her doom. Muahahaha. Picture that smiling devil emoji.

I had everything planned. I had a camera placed where I would be able to see her making her way to my room.

My father had returned an hour ago. More like he dropped her home and left not bothering to come up and say hello to me. What an amazing father, for that I had a hidden surprise for him too.

I connected my laptop to the Bluetooth speakers in my room and turned the volume to the max. I'm sure the whole neighbourhood could hear the music blasting in my room.

Not more than two minutes later I watched Jisoo through my laptop, climbing up the stairs, just like I knew she would.

As she climbed the last stair, she stepped on a bunch of marbles in front of my door and fell unto the cheese coated floor, hitting her head pretty hard.

"Oooo! That must hurt like a bitch" I rolled around on my bed laughing like a mad woman. But that wasn't the end, not at all.

The pain she felt couldn't compare to what she made my mum go through.

After a while, she was finally able to get herself out of the sticky situation *wink.wink*. Pun definitely intended.

She looked so pissed, it gave me so much joy. Her hair was full of the gummy bears I had thrown around. Isn't she sweet. I bursted out laughing again, knowing she couldnt hear me over the music.

I could see her pounding on my door but I couldn't hear a thing. Oh well, I didn't hear her knock so...

I feel so evil. She got fed up and stopped hitting my door. I could see her mouth moving but couldn't make out what she was saying. I'm sure it wasn't anything sensible anyways.

She left and I did my happy dance. I went back to my laptop, to watch what i had recorded. Now how do I make this video like a funny animation?

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General pov

While Min-A was working on ideas for her English project.

Mr. Kim and Jisoo were getting ready for bed. They were in the bathroom doing their night rituals before bed. Jisoo was telling him everything that his daughter had done.

"I don't understand what you want me to do" Mr. Kim said wondering if his daughter could actually do that. Well she's always been crafty, he thought.

"Your her father, punish her" she whined. Getting angry that he wasn't reacting the way she wanted him too.

He sighed and started brushing his teeth in which she joined after much pouting.

They rinsed their mouths and washed their faces. "If you don't do anything to her, she'll just get worse" she said.

"Your teeth!" Mr. Kim exclaimed. "Your teeth" she said, pointing at him with a shocked expression.

They both turned to see themselves in the mirror. Their once pearly white teeth was now a disgusting yellow.

"Your daughter is a devil." She stated staring at her reflection, eyes full of rage. Mr. Kim sighed and ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

"Where did I go wrong?"

Author's note:
I almost.. I said almost, forgot I was writing this book. Hehehe😸

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