"Weren't you the one saying we are not suppose to rape someone, huh? Now what happened." Jungkook laughed at Taehyung.
Taehyung clenched his jaw.
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It was already time to go and fetch Mishti from school. After Taehyung has left, I change my clothes. I put a short flowering dress on. I quickly grabbed my bag and phone before stepping out.
Arriving at her school, I waited for her to come out. I then saw her running towards me along with other kids who were also going to their parents.
I saw that she was sobbing, she hug me tightly on my knees. I bent down to her height, wiping her tears away.
"Tell eomma what happened to baby Mishti?" I felt a sting on my heart, seeing my daughter crying. "My fwiends says I don't have appa like them. My small heart break" she sobs.
I was shock to know the reason. "All my fwiends have their appa but why I have no appa?" She asks all innocently. Tears were forming into my eyes.
"I- I..it is because..appa...uhm he is working far away from here." I made up a story quickly hopefully she believes it. She never ask me about his appa but today I don't know what took in her. So far Taehyung had loved Mishti as his own child. But for how many times will he love us? One day he will have to leave us and get marry as well.
"I wanna talk to appa." She demanded. "Another time, let's go now" I said. I stand up properly and took her small hands on mine. She let go of my hand, "No pwease eomma, I talk to appa now, now,now" she persisted. "Mishti, don't make a chaos here. Let's go from here" I told her calmly.
"NO! I wanna my appa here. I wanna show my fwiends I have appa too." She shouted like a brat. I was now getting angry at her. I forcefully took her hands and started walking. She let go of her body and started crying loudly. She was embarrassing me and her in front of her friends and teachers.
I made her stand properly and was trying to convince her to go home but she was not cooperating with me. So I slapped her on her right cheek, not so hard. She put her small hand on her cheek where I slapped her.
"If you cry again. I will slap you more. Get it?" I scolded her. I took her hand and get out from there. She was all quiet.
After we arrived home, she ran to her bedroom. I followed her. "No, get out. You are bad eomma. You don't let me see my appa." She cried louder. I felt my heart broke.
She thinks that I separate her from her appa when he was the one who left us. I left her room. I went into mine, crying and sobbing. I missed him too but it is not my fault. Why can't he just come back.
Taehyung
"If he is back, I will torture him." I said to my friend. "I will make y/n push him away to the limits where he will not want to ever see her face. They will have to hate each other. " I grabbed the glass of alcohol tightly in my hand.
