"That's your father? Are you aware that your father is selling you off for the debt your family have?" Your brows relaxed as you ate your popcorn. The feeling of dominating the conversation enlightens you.
"Mwo? The hell are you talking about?" Her expression changed almost immediately. Her face crunched, not liking a shit you're saying.
"He's selling you to the Jeon's Ms. Minatozaki, please be aware and stop being naive." A sigh escaped your lips wanting to slap her face right now for no reason. Actually, you have all the reason to slap the woman.
"Shut the fuck up bitc-"
"No, you shut that filthy mouth of yours Ms. Minatozaki before I lose my patience and cut your tongue." You cut her off. The relaxing air while ago when you are alone was taken away from you, immediately the time they decided to came here.
"And let your Daddy know that Jeon Jungkook already have his bride, right in front of your face woman. Please be aware." You winked before standing up. She stood up angrily and pulled your hair making you groan in pain.
"What the hell bitch, let go!" You screamed but she only pulled you near her. The way her long nails dig on your scalp sends shivers and pain around your whole body.
She placed your ear near her lips. "Listen here Paisley, I will tear you down and have Jungkook all by myself. Watch me fuck your husband in your own bedroom. You leave me no choice, Wang." She smirked as she pulled tighter making you scream in pain.
"What is happening there?!" Jungkook shouted from the kitchen making you and Sana look at each other. Then, she started slapping herself real hard. You stared at her in shock as she began to cry.
Not so soon, Jungkook came and he looked at both of you in horror. His anger building seeing Sana's red face and her crying form. There were slap marks on her cheek. Yours and Jungkook's eyes met. Before you could even react, he went to help his crying girl.
"Hey, baby... Are you okay?" He asked sweetly to Sana who held his arm and shook her head with a pout, fat tears going down her cheek.
Oh my god, Jungkook is with a fucking psycho. You thought inside your head as you watch the couple before you, talk.
"S-She slapped me, Kookie. I thought she was your sister! Yo-You didn't told me she's your fiancée! I don't want to be your mistress." She shook her head while Jungkook tried easing her outburst. You watch them in horror not liking the fact that tables are suddenly turned.
I did not signed for this.
"No baby..." Jungkook said and kissed her head.
I have never been disgusted in "baby" before this.
She then, stood up quietly while still shooking her head. Jungkook can only watch her leave with his teary eyes. As soon as the door slammed shut, Jungkook looked at you angrily.
"How could you slap Sana? Are you really that jealous of her?" Jungkook asked you with full of anger. He's clearly losing his patience. You gulped, have nothing to say.
"I am not jealous of her, Jungkoo-"
"Then why did you slapped her?"
"I did not slapped anyone. She was actually the first one to pull my hair."
"And you really think I'm going to believe your bullshit now, Paisley?"
"I'm telling the truth Jungkook." You raised your trembling right hand. "I swear to God, I am telling you the whole truth." You bit your lips as you try to contain sobs. Still feeling her nails digging on your scalp, genuine tears fall down your cheek.
"I will not fall on your trap tears, Paisley enough with your acting!" He shouted and pushed you slightly before leaving you there, on the living room.
Trying to process all the things that happened, you fall on the couch. You wiped the tears on your cheeks. You never cried like this ever in your life. And that only made you cry even more.
The emotions right now is overwhelming that you might collapse. The pain, physical or emotional, you feel pain. Jungkook decided to believe his mistress compared to his own fiancée. That fact is making you weak to the bones.
The things Sana said is still processing. The way she told you how she will fuck your husband in your bedroom, that made you sick. You didn't imagine your life like that. You actually imagined it with rainbows and ice creams and yet, here you are.
Crying for some guy that is not worth crying for.
Maybe Jungkook is not the only reason you're crying right now. You're now crying for the times that you should've cried.
The time you and Yoongi broke up. You loved him, scratch that, you still do. And never, did you ever cried on the process of moving on. You distracted yourself with work and shopping.
The time you lost your dog, Fifi. Fifi is the only thing that could make you smile after going home from work. You and Yoongi would fill him with so much love that you both became his parents. When he died, Yoongi buried him. He insisted on burying him, not wanting anyone to touch him before he's buried. You never cry.
The time your parents told you, you are bound to be married to someone you don't even know. Given the fact that you agreed to almost everything your parents say just to please them, you are selfless at every moment. You never cry.
The time your father scolded you for ranking second in class. He slapped you the card you worked hard on, telling you that you are not enough and not qualified to be his daughter if you can't top your class. The slap was hard and the words are harsh. You never cry.
The time when your mother convinced you to marry Jungkook. You thought, you have her as your protector. You thought, she'll understand you and fight with you as you once decided to disobey. But when she said, she's the one who arranged you to him and not your father, you lost it and now you think you can never trust anyone.
And now, the fact that you're about to marry a man who's whipped for a psycho made you cry ever more.
You cried your eyes out silently on the living room not wanting anyone to notice you being in pain. Not wanting anyone to see you at your weakest point because you know, they will use it against you.
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