??: While we are all here, Y/n, let's tell you some rules of this household.
"Tell before going out and if we say no, you can't step out."
"Curfew starts at seven."
"Guards would accompany you wherever you go."
"No boyfriend"
"No lying."
"No parties...
I was walking towards balcony for some fresh air, when I heard mumblings from JK's room.
"Please don't hit me. Please stop. I won't tell anyone anything. Leave them. Please... Aaa.. It hurts..."
Suddenly it stopped. I quickly entered the room and sight before me shocked me.
Continuation
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JK was hugging his knees, sitting in the corner of the bed and light sobs could be heard. He was mumbling something.
"Save me, please.. don't hurt me.."
I went to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. He flinched at first, but hugged me after seeing me.
I froze at my spot, not because "he" hug me but because he "hug" me.
I start trembling when someone touches me. I was nervous and wanted to push him away, but he was more miserable so I slid my nervousness and patted his back to calm him down. Eventually he did. But did not let go of me.
Y/n: Nightmare?
JK: *nods*
Y/n: It's gone now. *Slight smile*
He was still scared.
Y/n: Wanna share something? Hm?
JK: I am scared.
Y/n: Why?
JK: They will hurt me again.
Y/n: No one will Kookie, Your brothers and dad are here, they won't let anyone touch you.
JK: I am afraid my own dad will hurt me.
I was confused, why would dad hurt his own son whom he loves so much? But I decided to not to ask him anything and let him take his own time. In the meantime, he got off me.
JK P.O.V
Should I tell her? I need to get things off my chest..*sigh*
Flashback
After 4 years of mom's death, dad remarried a pretty women. She was lovely and had a daughter who was around 12-13 years at that time. We were all happy to have a mom and sister. She used to treat us so nicely in front of dad. We all started loving and accepting her as our mom and I was the first one to do so. I was just soo.. happy to get a mom and a sister because I terribly missed them. I was still guilty about their deaths and blamed myself for it.
