Mr J | Jungkook FF 💚🖤

Chapter 3

"Please you can't." I plead

I look up at him with a tear stained face. He smirks as he looks down at me on all fours weak,as ever."

"I can't... Why not Azula?"

"You...You're my brother."

I look into his eyes hoping he'll show me some mercy but nothing.

"Stepbrother."

He corrects me. I'm about to talk again when he bends down to pick me up. I let out a loud sob when he roughly throws me on the bed.

"P...please." I beg. " Don't do this."

"I'm sorry Azula... I've waited far too long."

He grins and hovers above me... I try to fight but I'm too weak compared to him.

He holds me down tightly I can't do anything but cry.

"James! Azula! Get downstairs!."

He flinches when our names are called by....my mother...

He curses before running his hand through his hair.

"We're not finished."

He warns me before going downstairs.

Why is this my life?

I sit on the bed and cry... I can't live like this....

"Azula! Azula!"

I open my eyes to see Mari on top of me, shaking me awake.

"Azula? You okay?"

I sit up and look at her concerned face.

"I'm fine."My voice cracks a bit.

"Azula, you had another nightmare?"

She takes me in her warm embrace and I nod while hugging her.

"Shh it's okay."

She rubs my back comforting me. I stay in her arms for a bit longer before sitting straight up.

"What's the time?" I ask

"Probably near ten."

She looks at me, her face still laced with sympathy.

"Azula..."

She says and I look at her as I get up.

"Yeah?"

"Maybe you should try seeing a therapist?"

"I've thought about that before... But I need to start saving my money therapists are costly."

"Well you are getting a job, and that too and Jeon's Establishment."

"No Mari I might get the job."

"No you will get the job!" She beams

I sigh before entering my bathroom leaving her alone in my room.

I brush my teeth, then turn on the shower.

The warm water hits me, soothes me but I don't close my eyes. I hate closing my eyes. When I close my eyes I always get flash backs, bad memories.

So I'd rather not close them.

I also suffer from insomnia most
nights. The nights when I do sleep I have nightmares.

My life is a mess.

I hum as I wash my body and think.

It's been a week since I went to that interview and I can't get that guy out of my head.