Isn't Me | VKook

Thirty-One

POV: Jungkook
Taehyung stood still. He didn't say a word, he just stood there.

"You know my mother asked me how I managed to earn enough money to pay for her surgery," I said through gritted teeth. "I didn't know how to reply because I knew that it was so shameful to tell her what I did! But I told her! I told her everything and she stayed silent for the rest of the week because she was just that shocked and I couldn't believe m-myself... I did all of this disgusting, shameful shit for my mother, and now I realise you've just been taking advantage of me."

I wish he said something, anything would have been fine. I wish I got out of this once I had finished the dirty deed, instead of coming back voluntarily and then letting him take complete control over me.

We aren't even together. This relationship is toxic and I don't even think I could call it a relationship, since it was purely based off of my thirst for money and his thirst for sex. There was no chemistry or attraction between the two us except for pure lust in the moment that took over my sane mind.

"I..."

"No. Don't say anything. I should have left when I could, but I had been way too blind to see your ulterior motive. Of course, you were just using me for sex and I was just using you for money, but... But something about you made me come back to you time and time again, and I don't even know why. God... This is so confusing. This is toxic; I need to leave now because I cause more tr-"

"No, don't leave! You're staying right here, you're not going fucking anywhere!"

"Yes, I am! I'm leaving before you use your disgusting charms once again to try and fool me once again!"

"I've never tried to fool you, Jungkook! Why are you being like this, my baby boy?"

My heart always stopped when he called me baby boy, even though I knew that I had no right to feel all fluttery inside when he called me that. I'm sure he had other bitches other all the time who he would call the same kind of cute pet names, so I wasn't anybody special.

"Don't fucking call me your baby boy because I'm not!"

"What's gotten into you?" He asked again, his voice harsher. That cold, insensitive side of him was creeping back into him again and I needed to escape before it got worse.

"Reality has gotten into me and I'll tell you now that it's here to stay! I've been fucking blind, Taehyung. I don't need your money, I don't want any of it so you can have it back. Just stop fucking with me like this, it hurts too much!"

Then I paused. "I-I don't love you, Kim Taehyung, so why can't I let you go?" My eyes welled up with tears.

"But I do. So please, don't leave!"