Taehyung's POV

We pull up to some kind of castle. Blinking twice, I gawk like an idiot at how massive the place is.

I'm not even sure why I'm so surprised to see it though. I mean I should've known they were mega rich just by how expensive the car that we rode in looked.

Two maids opened to car doors for us and I felt like some kind of celebrity; walking down some kind of red carpet as we make our way to the castle like building's front door. I'd rather see Jimin now than feel like this though.

The inside was just as impressive as the outside, like nothing my eyes have gotten the chance to see before.

A huge chandelier greets us when we first walk in. A lush red chair and a charcoal grand piano in only a section of the mansion; with a fire place joining them.

As you adventure deeper into the place , it has two beautiful stairs curving towards you. What was up them were a mystery to me. I thought we were about to find out but the maids lead us completely past it.

We were lead into the massive dining room, finally getting a chance to see the faces of the people who owned this dream like castle. The people on the other hand, is a whole other story.

There is three of them: A lady, a creepy man, and a girl that looks my age.

The woman had some age on her face, but it was covered up with many face lifts and her heavy makeup.

The man looked just as old, but his age was displayed on his face. His eyes were dark though, like if you tried to guess what he was thinking you would regret it right away.

And the girl looked like neither of them, nor did she even look human. She was super pale, and everything about her looked artificial, just like the old lady; but maybe for her it was just the makeup and the way she is dressed.

Like a porcelain doll.

Her eyes looked soulless; just a hollow thing was standing before me. She was hugging a stuffed bunny very close to her though, like its was the one thing keeping her alive.

The old lady and that woman I came with make direct eye contact. They both seem to click there tongue, but no one reacts to the chill between them except me.

"It's so nice to see you again," the old lady says with false happiness in her words.

"You too..... mom," that woman says through gritted teeth. Obviously it was a complete lie that these too were saying, but no one points it out; so I guess I shouldn't either.

I notice the girl staring at me and I start to feel awkward under her gaze.

The old ladies eyes slowly creep from that woman to me. "Oh, you must be Taehyung," she says while coming closer to me. I put on a rather weak smile, wishing I could've get to know more about Jimin than be here with these people. I go for a handshake, but she doesn't move at all to connect our hands.

Sweetie, you must be tired from that long trip why don't we run u a bath." she says with the fakest smile of the century. I didn't really have a choice in the matter and was taken upstairs by a maid. While I walk up one of the grand stairs, I feel someone's eyes following me all the way up; and I could tell they didn't have good intentions.

I'm quite hesitant when I talk off my clothes; scared that the owner of those eyes will pop out from behind the door. But in the time I was in the bath the only person that came in the room was a maid leaving a change of clothes.

When I came back downstairs, dinner was set and only 4 people were sitting at a gigantic table that could hold like 20 people. It takes them a couple of seconds to notice me just standing there.

The old lady gasp, like someone just offended her or something. "What are you wearing, she says with shock. I'm not sure what kind of question is that; its not like I picked it out. "Uh.. A maid just gave it to me," I say rather confused.

"Who is this maid, I'll fire her later," she says seriously.

What kind of reason is that to fire someone?

"Anyway it doesn't suit u, let us change it." I was going to decline her offer but she drags me away. We go into a room downstairs, with more than 1,000 different clothes in it.

Who needs this much clothes, I wonder as a look around.

She suddenly claps her hands twice and the maids come flooding in. They go straight for me and I tense up. Each of them working diligently as they change my shoes clothes, and hairstyle. I just realized that all the workers here were ladies. I guess that woman was speaking the truth when she said the old lady despised men; but why does she have a husband.

When the old lady didn't like something she would simply fan her hand away and they would change my clothes again.
This happens like 10x until she finds the outfit she wants. This is a waste of time; Instead of playing dress up I could of been talking with Jimin and becoming closer friends.

I'll do the rest, she says as she fans the maids away. She pulls out this huge box out of nowhere, and I'm scared to see what's in it. But I start to calm down when she pulls out some kind of makeup utensils.

She starts with my eyes, adding some pencil thing above and below my eye lids. Then she adds something like a liquid peach-pink lipstick.

I thought we were done but she pulls out powder dabber.

She had that look in her eye when a little kid gets a new toy the always wanted.

I just realize something, and I'm finally understanding why the girl looked like that. This woman treats people like dolls, no wonder that girl looked so soulless; it makes you feel like an object. She puts on a chocker to finish off her little dress up doll. Aka me.

When we come back to the enormous dining room, everyone already starting eating. I happened to be sitting in the middle of the creepy old guy and the girl. I pick up my silverware about to eat, but I feel a hand slip to my leg. I tense up, uncomfortable by the sudden feeling. I look at the old guy, and he has the creepiest smile ever; I get goosebumps by it.

I feel violated but I can't do anything about it. I look around for anyone who sees the crime this man is making, but no one seems to notice.

The girl sees how uncomfortable I am and she knows the reason, but she doesn't do anything about it. At first I'm annoyed that she just plays bystander to this, but our eyes meet and I can see the fear in them.

This has probably happen to her many times, and know one saved her from it.

I can't expect her to do something like save me, not after I've seen how scared she looked, so I just sit there silently. This time an adult sees my distress, but by there cruel nature that I know so well, they turn away.

I finally snap when his hand goes up my thigh. I get up and punch him right in the eye. The power of my punch sends him falling out of his chair. Everyone looks surprised, everyone except that woman.

"YOU FUQING BRAT!" he yells as he lays there holding his now black eye. The old lady yells next, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING." She rushes to his side, and she seems worried. I wonder why see cares so much about him, I thought she hated men. "GET OUT! she screams.

That woman I came with finally gets up, and I can't tell what's she's thinking. She grabs my wrist rather tightly, almost cutting off the circulation.

She's pissed at me. And I'm pissed at her.

"Thank you for having us today," she says kindly and it sends shivers down my spine.

We leave and I look back at the scene I just made. The girl stares at me, still a little surprised at what just happened; We make eye contact and a little smile spreads on her face.

She's been waiting for someone to do that.

We finally reach back to our place in the forest. Through the whole ride here, she has said nothing. When we finally get in the place it's like all her anger she kept in just releases.

YOU FUQING STUPID KID, she yells as she hits me with one punch. I fall to the ground from the power in her punch this time.

I lick the corner of my lip, with an iron taste touching my taste buds.

Blood.

I SHOULD'VE GOTTEN RID OF YOU A LONG TIME AGO, she yells with regret in her voice. BECAUSE OF YOU I'M GONNA HAVE TO FUQING WORK. THAT OLD HAG WAS MY MONEY.

But you know why I had punched him, I thought bitterly, so don't pretend like everything is my fault. She saw what was happening, yet she did nothing.

I don't blame the girl for doing nothing; she was scared. But this woman is a grown adult, and she chose to ignore the matter.

She takes a deep sigh and leaves me there on the cold, hard floor. How many times have I gone through this I wonder.

I take a deep sigh myself, getting up to go in the bathroom and wash the makeup off my face. I go down to the basement, where I sleep my nights away, and change into my more comfy long sleeve and baggy pants.

Its too late to meet Jimin today huh.

Maybe he didn't even show up.

Should I try to find him tomorrow.

I don't know, but I want to sleep, so I block these thoughts out of my head and close my eyes; letting the darkness take over my conscious.