Blood | j.jk

Blood | Chapter 23

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Trisha gasps, acting so shock. "What if Jungkook is a vampire?" I rolled my eyes.

I thought she knew Jungkook is. "Isn't it—" Wait..did she? "How would you know?"

"I don't know. Vampires are just hot." I breathe out. "Take Edward from Twilight. He's hot."

"Y-You're being delusional. And Edward is a fictional."

"Well I mean the actor himself is hot too. Just imagine him as a vampire. Hot damn." Why is she say 'hot' every time?

"Trisha I didn't come all the way here to talk about Twilight." I look at the time, it was almost 9pm. It takes me an hour to go home.

"What did you want to talk about? Jungkook a vampire?" She says before plopping a cherry into her mouth. As much as I love her, sometimes I hate her so much.

"Would you stop with the vampires? It's so annoying!" I wiped my face with my hand. "I already hate Jungkook enough—"

"Ah this is about Jungkook being a vampire isn't it?" She lift her brows. "Well even if he's a vampire, I don't wouldn't mind having a taste—"

"Trisha!" She startle before dropping a cherry on her bed. I got off her bed, and grabbed my bag. She lifts her brows, eating a cherry.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. This is a complete waste." I slid on my shoes. "I'll see you at school."

"You're having one of those times again aren't you?" She said before I opened the door.

"I don't know. You won't listen anyways." I walked right through the door and left her house.

I don't want to go home. But I have to. I've been sleeping in hotels and friend's houses for awhile. I rarely stay at home. I don't think I could call it home. If there was no love inside.

Walking on the porch of my house, I see familiar things scattered by the chairs. I frowned before taking a closer look. I notice these were my clothes, all of my possessions. Why were these out here?

I attempt to open the door but it was locked. It's not even 10pm yet. "Where did you go this time?" I look at my left, seeing my dad by the broken rocking chair.

"I went to a friend's place to do a project." He threw the cigarette down the porch.

"Did you finish?"

"N-No." I felt ashamed. "Why are my stuff outside?"

"I told your siblings to throw them." He lit another cigarette. "Since you rarely sleep here." I held my bag strap tightly.

"Father—"

"I don't think you can get into a college." And he said it.

"Father I can study harder—"

"And I thought so too." He let our smoke from his mouth. "I got a call from your adviser. You're only top two. I expected you to be top one this year. And this your last year—"

"In high school." I finished his sentence, which was a wrong move. His blood boiled before he took a huff of cigar.

"I had enough of you. You can bring your parents only to disappointment." Tears began falling on my face. "And I know you've been playing with men at work."

I look at him, "N-No..dad I wouldn't do that." Even if I've just done it once, or twice but I take my job as professionally.

"Forget it. I don't want to know." He sighed. "I got every penny in your bank and I closed your account."

"W-What..dad I needed that."

"Y/N you're not even going to a university. I need to pay bills for this house and support the family." He went closer. "It can last when your sister gets a job."

"D-Dad, what do you think of me?" I stutter, struggling to not let anymore tears fall.

"Stop talking too much. Jesus, you're just like your mother." Mother doesn't talk that much. "I should've gave you to that woman." I hear him cursed under his breath. I bite a tear back.

"W-Woman?" Just talking makes me want to cry more.

"Oh I forgot." He stepped on the cigarette. "You were my mistress' child." My heart began racing as it tightens. The bag strap felt it lose from all the unstable sharp nails I have. "She's in another country. You won't find her here if you start looking for her." This is what I hate about dad, he knows what I will do. And know my stupid actions I've done.

I began picking the clothes and placed them in my school bag. I don't want to see his face. His regrets on me were enough for my tears to fall. I zip the bag before walking out the porch. No words came from his mouth after I left his sight.

I supported that family for as much as I supported myself. He says things out of the ordinary. He brings up college. He knows I fucked around. He doesn't have faith in me and the pain stung so much.

I only have a few pennies left, enough to stay in a motel for a few nights. And maybe I could eat in friend's houses for awhile. When I get my payment, I make a routine for it. I look at the streets, and I don't know where I'm going. Sighing, I crossed the roads before having to retrace my life.

Suddenly a hard figure bump onto my side, aching the part of my shoulders. The pens from the side of the bag dropped on the ground. I pick most of the pens until I saw one pen on the road. I notice it was a dark red pen I adored too much. But it was too late. The red light turned green and cars passed through. I exhaled. "There goes my favorite pen." I gather the pens and placed them in my bag.

With a blink, a dark red pen swiftly appeared in front of my face. I lifted my brows before turning to my right. Appearing to see a familiar face, right when my cheeks were heating up.

"W-What are you doing this late?" He chuckles and handed me over.

"I should say that to you too." I stand up fixing the shirt that crumpled a little. "Where are you going at this night?" He asks.

"Um—I don't know." He raise a brow. He took a closer look to my face.

"Were you crying?" I sniff, biting a tear back.

"N-No!" I denied even when it's so obvious. Abruptly, I thought I heard a growl from an animal but it was my stomach.

"Alright," He force me to hand over my bag. "Let's eat first before talking it out."

"Taehyung, I think I can handle it myself." I refused.

"Nonsense, I already saw it happened." I frowned.

"What do you mean? You saw me getting kicked out?"

"That's my vamp baby." He winked.

"Since when did you know?" Without noticing, I saw him taking my bag.

"When we made contact earlier, I kinda knew it from then." He scratches the back of his neck.

"First, let's get you something to eat. We'll talk about it alright?" I gulped before nodding. Taehyung places his arm over my shoulder before going to the near convenience store.

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