The Unexpected Point of View|2022

1. How it started

I looked across the table where a shabby girl was sitting with us on the dinning table for the first time. She was hugging her torn teddy bear as if her life depended on it but I didn't knew why she made me squeal in nervousness. I was terrified.

I glanced beside me, Yoongi was piercing her with disgust, nothing more. His fisted hands were placed on his lap while he gritted his teeth looking at her. Our served plates still untouched as Mrs. Kim was persuading us to eat. She really was a good caretaker.

I again looked at that girl and wondered what could make my sweet brother hate her when he was the most calmest.

Though she looked untidy but she had long hair, pale skin and doe eyes with slender figure. She looked innocent.

But I didn't liked her.

All the argument between my parents, going upstairs were because of her. I was hearing screams, yells, broken vases and curses, what not, the things a kid wasn't supposed to hear yet I heard them clearly.

They were having an argument about that girl's existence in our house.

Then with a bang the door slammed open and I heard footsteps coming downstairs. I turned around and saw eomma coming closer while wiping her tears. She looked vulnerable when my eyes went on her red bruises. Her whole face covered with dark marks with bleeding corner of lips and neck.

She came and picked me up while holding Yoongi's hand. She looked at that girl with disgust before she turned around to leave the house. We were ready to leave the house when appa came out of nowhere and held her arm.

"Where are you going?" I saw him tightening his grip around her wrist. She struggled, yanked him away.

"Of course, away from my husband who forgot that he had a family and had an illegitimate child behind his wife's back."

"I was drunk, that was an accident and no matter what I had to take responsibility to her. She is my blood."

Eomma cupped my face and turned my jaw to appa.

"Then what is she? She is our blood. That girl was born on the same day as her, so you think that I'll believe that she was your accident or I must say you were cheating on me, all this time!"

"Don't start again! I said what I said. Her mom has died, she has no one in her life anymore."

"Then why is that girl ruining our lives? I never asked you why your business tours were so long? I never interrogated you about the extra gifts you always bought, thinking they were for business purpose but the the only thing I ever wanted was loyalty. But you preferred to be a sugar daddy?"

"That doesn't define how equally I treated you. I provided you everything you wanted, every single expensive thing, experience and what not. You are Mrs. Min and you get that honor."

"But what about the love? Do you think I am one of your sluts who are after your money? Oh God, I never thought you would think that low of me!"

She pulled Yoongi forward and said," Look at your child and swear that you played with him, tell me that you went to his school on father's Day celebration, tell me he didn't felt lonely when you weren't there for him when he rode the bicycle for the first time? Have you ever looked at your kids? How much they are deprived of fatherly love. It almost looks like they don't have a father at all!"

I glanced at eomma who was having a hard time over controlling her tears. She was at the verge of breaking down while Yoongi was standing beside us with venomous gaze on appa. He was clutching eomma's skirt.

I again glanced at the girl who was sitting there quietly and noticed something that I didn't before.

She never looked sad like us sibling. I remember asking for appa to play with me but the only answer I ever got was him in a meeting. I wondered if she ever suffered because from every single angle I could witness that she never had the taste of unhappiness. Her parents, together, were always there for her, unlike mine.

We, the so called Min siblings, the actual offsprings of Min enterprises were deprived of love and affection.

I was called with names, so was Yoongi. Everyone in our school used to bully us. Saying that our father didn't loved us. I thought, was it true? My brother had always been there for me to protect me like a soldier. Even though he was wounded from the constant curses but he never let me hear them. He always stood for me.

Eomma tried her best to nourish us but it wasn't enough to heal our deepest wounds. "You all are not leaving this house. I can't let people know that Min Hyunjun wasn't able to control his family." He exclaimed.

"You lost the control the day you laid eyes on other whores. I, hereby, announce that I no longer want to be your wife, neither my kids want your care!"

She started walking towards the main entrance while I wondered why Mrs. Kim tried to convince my mother. I turned around and saw how appa was unbothered to stop us, instead that girl came and held his fingers.

Ironically, he was my father but that love was snatched by that girl. They stared at us while the maid was trying her best to stop us.

As soon as we crossed the gate I felt heavy breathings and I felt the grip around me getting loose. I turned to eomma and saw her rolling her eyes back in discomfort.

It didn't took long for her to collapse on the asphalt road where no one was passing by.

"Eomma!" Yoongi held her head on his lap and started shaking her. Mrs. Kim was bewildered and turned blue when she was the figure of our mother.

"Wait for me, I'll call your appa for help." She ran inside while we cried our heart out under the cloudy sky.

We were desperate and losing hope when no one came out of the mansion but we were waiting for someone, anyone to come and help us out. I prayed to God that if there were any angels that to send them here because the only thing I wanted was my mother to live.

Suddenly a car stopped in front of us and a man in formal outfit hurriedly came out. Yoongi wiped his tears and said,"Ahjushi! Please help us. Please!" That man was shocked to seetwo children sitting in middle of the road with their eomma at the verge of dying so he picked her upa nd speeded towards the nearest hospital.

"Wake up, please don't scare us."

Sprinkling the water on her face I shook her body when she opened her heavy lidded eyes and whispered to Yoongi.

" Pr-Promise me, son that you will always take care of your little sister. This is my last time, so promise me."

"I promise."

He said and held my hand. Eomma pulled us with her last efforts for a hug before she again collapsed.

We arrived at the hospital and then she went into the operation theatre before that man came to us.

He asked us to sleep in a spare room he arranged for us. We were so helpless and worried that we couldn't think of anything. He kneeled down when we didn't moved at all

" I will stay up for you guys, go get some sleep." Yoongi shook his head and glanced at me when the minute hand crossed the midnight.

"Today is her birthday and eomma is like this, I don't know if I should be sad Or.."

That man's eyes softened, he felt pity for us and said," You are very brave my little friend. I wonder if I could help you guys?"

He stood up and went away from us without any information.

After half an hour he returned with a plastic bag. He took out a small pink box and by unfolding the cover he revealed a cupcake.

My eyes lit up watching his efforts. He was an angle to be precise. He bent down, inserting a candle into it. He also lit it for me to blow.

I had tears in my eyes but watching his bunny smile I forgot my pain. Clasping my hand together I wished for a happy family and blew the candle. Yoongi and he clapped for me and I bursted into giggles.

"You look cute like my son when he smiles. Keep smiling my dearkbg, it suits you better." He patted my head and shoving out his wallet he took out his card and gave it to Yoongi.

He looked at it and said," You are Mr. Jeon Junghyun, the chairman of Jeon entertainment?" He nodded and smiled while we politely bowed.

"I am Min Yoongi amd she is my sister, Min Y/N."

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