A BubbleGum Kiss

Chapter One

Epilogue

"Take it off, and go put a suit on!I did not raise you to wear puffy sleeves, and skirts!!Wear a suit, now, or you'll-"

All I could remember were her words. You're not a girl, don't dress like one. That's when my sister Anyung had, had enough. She was old enough to leave, and she told me way before she left, I was going with her. No matter what anyone said. Not even if her own mother told her differently. She had picked me up, and left everything of mine, except my bear. We had left late at night, when no one was up, except one person. The apprentice of our father. Our father had died, well that's what me and Anyung had been told. He was waiting at the front door, with an umbrella. My sister stopped abruptly. "Come on miss, I've already called a carriage for you."He said, smiling lightly. Anyung smiled back, I think. She gently took the umbrella, and hugged Lucius. "Goodbye Lucius, you are a very sweet person, I will come back and visit you"She said sweetly, took my hand, and we were gone

We moved to Seoul,Korea. We got an apartment, and have lived here ever since. I haven't seen my mother, but I knew she had contacted Anyung, because I had heard them talking, well yelling. nyung had gotten full custody of me, and she told me I could be whatever I wanted. I asked her 'can I wear skirts and puffy sleeved shirts Anyung-ah?' She smiled at me, and the words she spoke nxt, I will never forget them. 'Of course you can my little princess'And after that, I grew up, and Anyung found someone. His name was HyeoJun. He was nice in the beginning, but got abusive towards her. The last memory I have of him was the last day he ever touched her.

I was sitting in the living room of the apartment, on my phone(that Anyung had gotten me for keeping my grades up, and to text Jimin-ssi, cutie). She walked into the living room with a basket of dirty laundry, heading down to the washing room. I head thudding steps, and the door flung open. HyeoJun did NOT look happy, even a bit. He walked over to me, and pulled me up by my shirt. "BOY!!!You shouldn't be sitting there on that stupi thing!!I work my ass off to keep you in this househod, under this roof!!"He said, and my eyes widened at his voice. My eyes got teary and I was on the verge of tears. No one had used a tone like that with me since I was 4. I had never been rude, bad, or disrespectful to Anyung, so she had no need to raise her voice, ever.

Anyung dropped the basket lightly, and grabbed his arm gently. "Baby, m-maybe let h-him down, a-and he can go d-do the laundry, a-alright?"She asked in a shaky tone, not wanting him to go further. He glared into her eyes, and dropped me to the ground. He backhanded her, and she fell to the floor, holding her right cheek. I snapped. I didn't know how, but in the next moment, I was on him, punching him, and screaming. He grabbed me off and threw me against the couch. I grabbed my phone, ad ran to the bathroom, leaving Anyung in the living room. I dialed 911 and told them where I was, and what was happening. Not even a minute later, the cops were there, taking HyeoJun(no this isn't a real name-T^T)off to jail, or far away from us. Anyung had fallen asleep in my lap, well her head in my lap, on the couch that night, afraid to leave me alone to watch a movie. I smiled down and at her, and softly hummed a tune.

Anyung now has a girlfriend. Her name is Taeo. She is a very sweet person, and makes really good pancakes. She has never risen her voice or hurt Anyung. She watches funny movies, and is an author for big books. Taeo always helps Anyung out when she needs it. I am still getting used to her, but I think she's a keeper. 

This was a filler chapter for the epilogue to Suyeong's past days, now he is 22, and he is a dance teacher, and a performer. He makes his own music, and has a few songs out.(This is NOT a real person, none of these characters are real except bts, thank you owo)

Hope you liked this chapter!!QwQ

Bye my mochissss