[Jungkook]

"Jungkoookkk! Let's go!" Minjee squeals, waiting by the doors, Mr and Mrs Kim already in their car, the chauffer driving them away.

I composed myself and walked towards her, drawing my hand out politely whilst she giggled and twirled her hair as she placed her hand in mine.

Throughout the whole car journey, my mind kept on wandering off to a certain blondie, my thoughts going wild.

I couldn't concentrate on what Minjee was saying, my mind was replaying the scene that happened minutes ago.

I decided to bravely ask Minjee, as after all, she was his sister.

"Minjee-, sorry but I'm very curious to know what was the real reason your brother couldn't come today. And why we barley see him around the house."

I noticed that she hesitated and then looked at me, blushing, realising my full attention was on her now.

"Well... I would tell you... but I want something in return~" She says, betting her eyelashes, leaning closer towards me.

I place my hand around her waist and murmur an "Of course, I would be honoured."

She giggles and starts speaking, her tone changing in a second into clear hatred. "The thing is- he's a retard, a psycho. My parents don't know this- but I hear him, screaming, crying in his room, murmuring things to himself. He's crazy. And to add to that, he's a disgusting ugly faggot. I don't even regard him as my 'brother'. It makes me want to puke, having someone like that in our house, worthless piece of-"

"You know what I think is disgusting Minjee?" I say, tilting my head

"You. You calling your older brother all those vile, horrid names. No wonder you're a-"

I immediately stop myself, my eyes turning shades darker in anger, not knowing where it was coming from.

I was fuming but then realisation hit me and I paused, recalling the words that came out of my mouth.

'Shit'

Minjee was sitting there, mouth wide open, staring at me in shock and disbelief.

No one has ever talked back to her.

"We're here." I said coldly and got out of the car, heading inside the house, where the party was hosted.

As I entered, my eyes widened seeing my parents talking to Mr and Mrs Kim happily.

No one told me they were coming too-

"Jungkook! My boy! Come here and meet some of my Co-workers" My father called out.

I briskly greeted them all, desperately wanting their suffocating party to be over.

Then Minjee walked in, strutting over to where I was, near the drink bar.

'Fuck, I'm in deep shit.'

However I didn't expect her to stand beside me, pushing out her chest, trying to show me more of her cleavage whilst leaning over me, getting a 'drink'.

I cleared my throat and moved away from her although that resulted her putting her hands around my neck and saying-

"Oppa~ can't we have some fun~"

I cringed so hard whilst my eyes going dark with anger as I pushed her off me which great strength.

I hated that word.

Minjee let out a dramatic cry, falling onto the floor.

I breathe heavily as my Mother and Father push through the crowd, including Mr and Mrs Kim.

"JUNGKOOK, HOW DARE YOU." My Father booms, looking at me angrily.

Mrs Kim and my mom helped Minjee up, who was socked with the drink she picked up.

I glared at everyone that was watching, getting really annoyed.

"Jungkook. Apologise. Now." My Father warns furiously, grabbing my arm.

"I'm Leaving." I say after a deep breath

"Jungk-"

"Do I have to repeat myself? I just told you. I'm Leaving. It's been years, YEARS since Hyung ran away. I feel like I should be allowed to do things myself. I want my independence back. And your not going to stop me!" I shouted, finally breaking and yanking my arm out of his grasp.

Just as I was about to leave, my Father grabbed my arm once again, leaning in and murmuring darkly into my ear whilst harshly squeezing my arms, digging his nails into my skin.

"I don't think so Jungkook. Do I need to remind you again, of who you belong to? Do I need to teach you another lesson?"

My chest tightens and I freeze up, looking down at the floor, trembling, my heartbeat picking up.

"S-sorry F-father" I stutter out, flinching when he let's go of my arm.

"Jungkook, please go apologize to Minjee." He says loudly for everyone else to hear, with a fake smile etched onto his face.

"S-sorry Minjee. I wasn't myself today." I manage to whisper out.

Minjee nods and smugly smiles, happy that all the attention was back onto her.

After a few minutes, the party restarts and everything was back to normal, as if nothing happened.

As soon as I got away from my parents and the Kim's by excusing myself to go to the restroom, I ran out of the party, unnoticed by anyone.

Clenching my fists together, I get into on the cars and tell the driver to take me back to the Kim's residence, knowing that that place was a thousand times better than at home.

Why? Because my parents would not be there.

I stumble out of the car, heading to the huge Gardens, walking along the path, trying to calm down.