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Y/n POV

We are spending our weekend with our oldies, and they were more than happy to visit us next weekend. We all did many things together.

Movie nights, random cute group cuddling, we even played with each other the whole time. Today was Sunday and we teenagers and well, the two young adults, had to leave today evening.

So we planned to just spend our time with our parents. No distraction, neither no dirty action. Just talk and catch up with our lives.

Turns out, my parents were forcing Jimin oppa to try and marry him off to a girl, but of his choice.

But this damn oppa of mine was screaming till he lost his voice eventually. A fun sight to witness actually.

He didn't want to marry so soon. And I was honestly shook when he announced himself as a hopeless romantic. Like what? Who in this world still believes that the bells will ring and the air will flow in your hair when you see your one?

But then again, we have a cheesy Libra on the stage. So that's expected from Jimin-shi.

But...I have a different story of my love life than my brother. And it seems like I'm falling for the same person, again.

Taehyung POV

"Hyungie!" I heard my mother's voice from our room. Yeah, we had to stay in one room for this weekend.

I honestly felt horrible when my mom was just beside me, but I couldn't even hug her. I felt sick.

But what should I do?

Her problems turned her that way. She's one hell of a woman and I need to learn to respect that. But the ways she opts to get what she wants is questionable. I wish I could change that for her.

My father is a mad man.

That's all I can say.

"Thank you for coming." she said sarcastically to which I rolled my eyes along with her.

I need to learn to respect her.

"Hmm" I hummed as a response. She looked at me weirdly probably thinking 'is he mocking me again? What's wrong with this kid?' yup, definitely that.

"Whatever. How far have you been?" she asked me directly. I smiled and wanted to hold her tight. So I did.

I smiled at her and walked towards her, engulfing her in a warm hug. She tried to push me off, but I hold my ground.

"Y-yah b-byung-shina! Get off. I don't like this" she right onto my face.

But being the stubborn brat I am, I didn't move an inch, ignoring her protests.

Tears formed in my eyes when I recalled the days she was abused by my father. The days when she used to work hard so much that it tore her apart from the inside. Those horrendous days when she finally ended it all....

"Mother please. D-don't do this anymore. I'm tired..." I said. I sensed her freeze in my arms and slowly her arms wrapped around my body.

I broke down.

This. This is what I've been missing since my whole childhood. It's funny how I remember every single detail of my three year old me. Her hugs were the most addicting thing in my life. And now that I've yearned and gained it, it intoxicated me.

I wish this would last for longer.

I wish she could change, for good this time.

Jennie(Tae's mother) POV

What have I done?

You've destroyed the precious childhood of everyone's. You've snatched away the love from such young and pure little kids. You've brought them misery.

Your own son...

He...he missed your love.

Look what I've done. Oh god.

The biggest wave of regret washed over me as I kept recalling all the impeccable things I've done to these children. I started crying hysterically as Hyungie stormed out of the room, leaving me in a regretful mess of a mother.

I'm not a mother...I'm a monster.

My heart was aching at the sick thoughts I had about. The sick plans I've plotted.

A sick desire.

But...as a mother I would just wish my son to have the best. And I wanted it to happen. But by destroying some people's lives.

I'm such a bad human...

I don't deserve to live. I should've just died in the car crash along with the monster who was the reason for all of this. My husband.

This is all my fault.

This is all on me...

And...it broke my heart when Y/n said I was her role model. She said she wants to become like me when she grows up. Strong and self-made.

But how can she bare the fact when she'll know that I have brought the wrath like this into her life?

I would never forgive myself.

It seemed like an hour of just sleeping in my bed. And suddenly, a solution ran through my mind.

How about I end it all?

I took a deep breath and got up, heading towards the glass cabinets of the bathroom. Searching for what I've been hiding since years, I grabbed them.

I took a handful of them and shoved them in my mouth.

"Sorry..." I muttered weakly. The effects started to show quicker than I thought. I stumbled towards the bed, the bottle slipping off from my numb grip. I laid down and closed my eyes, smiling...

The only true smile since years...

"Mianhae, Hyungie..." I said out in a breathy tone and a tear slipped off from my side.

My smile slowly turned neutral.

My world went blank.

Taehyung POV

I ran out from the room and into the garden, bawling my eyes out pitifully. The last time I've cried this horribly was the time when I lost my only sunshine, my dear grandmother.

I was a teenager back then. And the misery of Y/n and Jungkook caused by my own mother just added onto me.

My head was hurting from the strain, my tears were flowing freely and my nose is stuffy. I couldn't care anymore. I was done.

I was done with my life.

I was done doing all the wrong deeds, doing such horrendous things that Hades would be so proud of.

Regret from the past years hit me like a fucking truck and that made me nauseous. What a fucking useless pawn was I?

Being played by my own mother.

I couldn't blame her though. Not enough. She is one hell of a greedy woman, conditions have made her like that. And she wants only the best girl to be mine.

She made me lust for her. She made me want her, badly.

How am I going to face Y/n when she'll know about this? The truth?

She'd never forgive me for my sin.

But what's important is my mother.

Immediately, I wipe my tears off and pace back towards my mother's room.

I looked at her sleeping form and my eyes softened.

I walked towards her side and kneeled down. She's grown so old.

"Eomma..." I coed.

I touched her face and...

That just turned to the other side, aimlessly.

"Eomma?" fear was the only emotion running through me. I was scared..

"Ma.. Ma!" I cried as I heard no heartbeat from her. No pulse...

I looked around the room frantically while wiping the blurriness off. To my fucking horror..there was a bottle in the middle of the room.

"Ma! Eomma!!" I cried heavily.

"SOMEONE HELP! HELP!!" I yelled. Loud footsteps echoed throughout the hallway and people gathered in the room.

"CALL THE AMBULANCE! Pali!" I screamed at no one.

The ambulance arrived quickly and I only wish for her to be well.

God please...her sin can be unforgiving, but please...she's the only one I have.

The only one I'll be left with.