Step Brothers

5

Edited

I've stayed locked up in my bedroom since the pool incident. I didn't come out for dinner as well. Which caused Nancy to check up on me, but I pretended to be asleep. But I couldn't help but think, shouldn't it be my father rather than Nancy to come and see if his daughter is alright?

It's the first day of my new high school. Walking in the kitchen, I saw Mrs. Choi making breakfast. Sneaking a glance in the dining room. I saw Nancy and Dad having their daily dose of caffeine. Jungkook was showing something to Namjoon on his phone. And Jimin had books scattered in front of him.

"Y/n dear, please go and sit down; breakfast will be there in a minute." Mr. Choi's voice startled me even when it was soft.

Giving her a nod and a small smile with my head down, I went to where others were seated and quietly took my seat,playing with the brown strip of my wrist watch. I could feel the heated gaze from the boys.

"Are you feeling alright, dear? You didn't come for dinner, and when I went to check, you were sleeping." Nancy asked, concern laced in her voice. Why does she care? Isn't she supposed to hate me like Yoongi said since her dad cheated on her? Even if dad had married her again,

"I'm fine. "I'm just nervous because of school." I answered, avoiding eye contact.

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Your brothers will be there for you." She said this smilingly, looking at her children. I just gave her a smile in return. Sure, they would be there, but only to torture me.

Taehyung and Hoseok took their seats next to me. Immediately, my body tensed up. I know they won't dare to do anything with Dad and Nancy here, but still, I couldn't get myself to relax. It's like their mere presence is suffocating. Especially after knowing what they truly think about me. Mrs. Choi bought pancakes, toast, and eggs. Breakfast went smoothly. No one talked with me. And I was glad about it.

I wanted to ask how I was going to school, but the longer I hesitated, the more nervous I became. I sighed in relief when Nancy announced "Y/n, you will share a ride with Joon and Jimin today, and then tomorrow you can ride with Taehyung and Jungkook. In this way, all of you will be able to bond with each other." She clapped her hands, thinking this was the best arrangement. Only I knew what kind of disaster this was. A ride with the brothers? I would rather walk. Thank you so much. "And kids help her around the campus. I don't want to hear any complaints about you guys." She warned them.

"Nancy, shall we go now? We will be late if we wait anymore." Dad spoke, looking at his watch. He didn't even look at me throughout the breakfast, much less speak to me. He didn't even ask if I was adjusting to the new house or not. We haven't had any conversation since the dinner when I first came here. I couldn't help but doubt that maybe I had done something to anger him.

"Take care, Y/N, and work hard, okay?" Nancy said he placed a kiss on my forehead, but he didn't even say anything. I just ruffled Jungkook's hair while walking past him. causing him to let out a whine and me to feel a little hurt by his actions. But it was overcome by the shock of what Nancy had done. The feeling of her kiss lingered on my forehead. As I started eating my pancakes again.

I was not bothering myself with the glares I was receiving. At one point, Namjoon stood up with so much force that it knocked the chair off, which startled me. He walked away after glaring at me. "What the-Namjoon!" Jimin ran after him.

Now it was only me, Taehyung, and Jungkook at the table. Gulping, I once again started my breakfast. "Aren't you even ashamed?" Jungkook growled at me. Looking at him, I frowned and questioned "Why would I be ashamed?"

He scoffed in return. "How about coming into our lives? Or for trying to steal our parents' Or for being thrown on our shoulders like a burden because your mommy died?" He mocked. The last part stinks badly. I pressed my lips together. "None of it is my fault." I answered.

"Listen here, you bitch," he started but got cut off when Jimin came and said, "Come on, Y/N, we aren't going to wait for you." With a bag slung over his shoulder, he went out.

Quickly grabbing my bag I escaped through the door. Not wanting to get in trouble with the youngest twins. I spotted a car outside and went to sit in the back. Jimin occupied the front seat, and Namjoon sat in the driver's seat. And I had no problem with it. But before I could put my seat belt on, Namjoon pressed the accelerator, sending me flying forward, resulting in me hitting my head on the back of his seat. And that hurts. Both snickered, glancing at me. Huffing, I sat in my seat and put the belt on. How much more childish can they be? Like seriously.

Ten minutes into the drive, we pulled into the parking lot of the school. Three of us jumped out of the car. Almost immediately, the boys were surrounded by their typical jock friends.

I slipped away from there, not wanting to draw attention to myself. I would love to spend my time here as peacefully as possible and for as long as possible. And those boys looked like the popular types. They would do me no good.

By the time I got my timetable from the office, I was already late. And to top it off, I couldn't find my classroom. Looking around and reading the room numbers, I bumped my head against somebody's chest. More precisely, a boy's hard chest What is it with me hitting my head today?

"Ouch." Rubbing my head, I glanced up to see a boy much taller than me. But what made me step back were the penetrating blue eyes. Reminding me of memories of someone I never want to ever think about. Why did they look so familiar?

"Watch where you're going." He hissed. He shoved me out of his way before walking away in the empty hallway. "Why is everyone so rude here?" Mumbling, I finally reached my English class.

.....

It was during my third lecture, when everyone was paying attention to the words scribbled on the white board, that the class door opened harshly. All the attention went to the two guys standing there, hands shoved in their pants pockets.

My eyes nearly popped out of the socket when I saw the rude boy from earlier in the hallway, and standing next to him was someone I never wanted to ever come across again. Hyun-woo. My fear. Without paying any attention to Mrs. Iseul, who was glaring at the two boys, they made their way to the back of the room. My head snapped down, hiding my face from them.

"No, no, no, this is not happening. Please, this can't happen." I was not ready to accept the fact that my ex-boyfriend was in the same class as me, at the same school, or even in the same damn town.

Mrs. Iseul: "Hyun-woo and Hyun-tae, kindly try to come to my class on time." She gave them a tight smile.

She started the lesson again, but I could no longer focus on anything. Not when he was here in the same class. My heart was beating furiously in my chest. Goosebumps appeared. Eyes stinking with tears. My head started getting dizzy with all those terrifying memories. Black dots appeared in front of my eyes. And then I fell from my seat onto the hard marble floor. Denying that this is happening to me.