"Don't kill him!" I yelled. "Shut up" He said while pointing the gun towards me. I slowly move away from my dad and looked at him in worry. "Wait y/n you're going to have to get killed I can't die" my father said. I looked at him in disbelief. "What did you just say?" I asked gritting my teeth. "I didn't stutter" he said giving me a death glare. Tears left my eye, I looked at Tae and seen a tear fall from his eye.
"I'm sorry" I cried and smiled at my dad. I slowly backed away from my father. "Yah! Get him" the police yelled. Everything suddenly moved in slow motion. The gun loaded....shot....my dad....was gone. "Oppa!" I cried, Tae held me back, keeping me from getting any closer to my dad. I looked down as the ambulance came and took him away along with the gang members getting arrested.
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Taehyung came and hugged me. I hugged him back and hid my face into his chest. Even though my father abused me,...I still love him. "I want my dad" I sobbed. I wiped away my tears and went in the hallway. I seen Yoongi, Baek, and Woozi running towards me. "Y/n are you ok?!" Baekhyun yelled. I fell down to my knees in tears of just seeing my own father get killed. "He killed my father!" I sobbed aloud.
Woozi got on his knees and held my head up. "It's ok y/n, he probably isn't dead yet, but who killed him so we can tell the police" he said as his eyes watered. "I-I don't know" I whispered. "Come here" Woozi said while holding his arms out. I came and hugged him. "Y/n Where's everyone?" Yoongi asked. "They're outside" I exclaimed as I led them to the front door of the school. Taehyung came to me and pushed my hair from my face. "You want to go home?" He asked. I nodded my head and held his hand tight.
We arrived at the house. I kicked my shoes off as I entered the house of boys. "Back early" I heard Hoseok say. "Y'all eyes look puffy, have you been crying?" Jimin asked. I nodded my head and walked inside Tae's room. I sat on his bed and my eyes were blood shot red, I miss my dad how could he die like this. I stared blankly at the wall thinking about when I was younger, when my father was alive.
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When Eomma left us
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