ＴＨＥＭ [Jenminkook].

1 ▪ Lab Mouse ▪ :

A lab mouse: A TOOL. heartless people use to test on things they think are dangerous to humans, the downfall is, that it's ALIVE. (Temporarily).

                      Jennie pov:

   Sleeping under a fluffy blanket is heaven, but it wouldn't be too pleasing when you are burning, my stupid self forgot to close the curtains yesterday night, allowed the sun rays to burn the hell out of me in a sunday peaceful morning like today. Well it's not anymore. fuck you sun, i shifted lazily trying to sleep more but to no avail.

   i sat up hearing cracks popping in my back from yesterday's hard work, the sun blinding me, i opened my eyes uneasily moving my legs out of the blanket, sitting in the edge of my bed facing the window, i gazed at the sun feeling exhausted just by thinking about my work, i stand up heading to the bathroom when i step on something, i disgust myself when i notice all the empty cups of ramyon and nasty unwashed clothes in every corner of the Room , you can figure that i am not a big fan of cleaning but i am a teenager, what did you expect?

   Today is sunday. a whole month since i ran out of my house, more like prison. Long story short, i hate my family. For them i am just a LAB MOUSE keeping me in the basement the whole day and trying a new experiment if the last one didn't work, i never knew what they wanted from me, but it has to do with my body more importantly, my BLOOD.

   But it hurted me, getting peirced by a bunch of needles every week isn't something pleasing to feel, since i was nine till now, i am eighteen shocking right? nine years being treated like an animal exusing themselves with
"i love yous" and "we are just protecting you".

   LIES, I am not naive not to figure that they are afraid of me, and the power they force me to keep in the depth of my core, too weak to control me. Too eager to take what's mine, what's a part of me.

   they forced me to think that my whole universe is nothing more than the small window in that cursed room. made me lose hope of getting out. those fuckers left me starving, dehydrated, sick for days, and suddenly they would give me a whole meal, food that can last me a long period,  but i would eat it all in less than an hour, just to Puke it all out later. you would think that they are at least human to give me food, but NO they feed me not for the sake of me but for their experiments. they feed me to avoid my death, apparently they need me, No..they need what's in me.

   The only advantage that i got from those unhuman piece of shits is the family name, no matter how unpleasant to hear that i am a member of this filthy family. I am a PARK and the parks no matter how cruel we are, no matter what comes in our way, we destroy it and NEVER give up. Even though it means it applies to them too and they would do everything to get me back.

   So after i ran off i ended up here, here in this stinky room, on the southern borderlines of seoul city, where crimes are daily and i can't stop being surprised cause obviously i was under a rock for nine years, literally, and i barely communicated with any human being other than the exuse of my "parents" i have, for a long time, So i may or may not panicked a little the night i ran off .

   the only thought that kept me running that night was the possibility of me being free from their sharp claws. I had no where to go but just The thought gaved me enough energy to run as fast as i can, as far as i could, as long as the rain kept covering me, until i passed out.

   I opened my eyes in this Room and fortunately i wasn't dead. Yes surprisingly i still want to Live yet until i take my revenge.

   After i regained consciousness i stayed still in the bed i was laying on, until an old tall skinny woman with red dyed hair and a whole red outfit who seemed high on drugs woke me up and told me that she saw me dozed out near this neighborhood, and she was nice enough to take me in her apartment cause i apparently looked dead, but like any high looking person she was a sneaky bitch who wouldn't do a simple kind act without a price, so she offered me to work for her but surprisingly NO, not a stripper and NO, not a drug dealer.
 
   A bartender in her crusty bar down stairs cause she needed one. and her last bartender disappeared like she told me, but i bet he or she was killed or something looking at this neighborhood, also she allowed to me stay in here and pay me fo my job, cause she said that i looked homeless which she wasn't wrong but little did she know i am Park. Didn't i tell u that the Parks are one of the richest families in south korea? Okay now i did, if only people would know the real them without their fortune covering them.

   For my disappointment she didn't live here i wouldn't want to live with a high looking person but i wouldn't like to be alone and my situation didn't allow me to put any conditions even if she didn't live here, i don't really know where she lives and i don't have the balls to ask, So i simply accepted, i may be crazy for accepting an offer from a total stranger in a criminals neighborhood, but life is cruel and unfair.

   My job wasn't really hard, i stumbled sometimes of course but i learn fast, Mrs "kim" the old red head weirdly helped me to adapt to this job. and then she left three days ago, so now i am on my own and apparently late when i noticed the clock stting on the wall, and i need to open " RED EYE", this woman has a problem with red .

   I jumped quickly to the old closet in the corner of the room and grabbed my baby pink hoodie and black jeans that i was able to buy from last week's pay when Mrs "kim" sent them to me by mail, I quickly wore them and ate my half cupcake from yesterday and drank a sip of water from i-don't-know-how-old bottle under my bed (don't Judge) and tried to fix my dirty blond hair in the mirror, before grabbing the bar keys and hopping down stairs. it's a relief that the bar is literally couple of stairs away in this two floors old woody building.

   I opened the bar sat behind the counter wearing my white working blouse, and waited for people to come in. it was a little late , 8:16 am, a beginning of a new day.

   i wonder what will happen but i doubt something interesting more than a small fight in a bar.
Right? RIGHT?!!

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    Uuuuh i don't really think anyone would read this but i am just trying to find a new hobby so yeah hope you like it, it wasn't boring right?
comment plz (#^.^#) bye.
Thank you for reading.
(1200 word).

                                                   Ren.⚜