The second that I hear the mothers say I could go over, you bet I was ready to zoom out of the house faster than the speed of light. I let little Yeontan goodbye and he follows me to the door of my room, before I turn and point at him, he sits down and stares up at me with those little eyes. Whole I'm going down stairs I'm already calling my Uber. "Taehyung, where do you think you're going?" I hear my mother, the hell? She's here? Why isn't she at work? And is my father here as well?

"I'm going out." I say bluntly. "Oh, no you're not." She says to me when I'm at the bottom of the stairs, she already has her hip popped out and her arms crossed over her chest. "Eomma.. can't I just-", "No Taehyung. Just leave it, I don't want you to get the idea that you can just leave whenever you want for no reason. Ever since your father recovered, you don't need to do anything anymore." I stare at my mother. "Just stay home and do your homework." If she cared enough, she'd know that I finished all my homework today at school. Even if she cared to ask, but she doesn't. "You're mad about Sunday, aren't you?" I ask her. She taps her chin and looks up at the ceiling. "Hmm, let me think. You ran out of the building, didn't sign the papers and the maids didn't see you until after three." She says to me. "Well isn't that a bummer?" I start to walk to the door.

"TAEHYUNG! DON'T YOU DARE!" She screams at the top of my lungs. "You're going to stay here and have dinner with us like a family!" She yells, her voice shaking a bit. I don't get why all of a sudden they want something more with me, when their son has been nothing more than a damn ghost living in their house. "This isn't a family! Stop trying to force something that will never work!" I yell at her. "That girl, that girl I tell you." She points her finger at me, her hand shaking like crazy. She's real angry.

"She'll never love you, because the way you can't even respect your mother.. how do you expect to get a girl to love someone like you!?" her eyes water. "How can I respect someone who doesn't even give it back to me? So just remember, you might be pointing one finger at me, but there are three more pointing right back at you." Her tears fall and I walk out of the the house. I don't know what I'm going to do when I come back home, if I could.. I'd leave.. but, in my right mind I know that I can't.

I won't leave, no. I won't. I'll keep coming back to my roots and continue to be treated like a dog in a no dogs allowed café. It's like I'm addicted to the type of nothing my parents give me. Yeah, they give me the money and the house. But at one point, all that will be gone and there isn't supposed to be some kind of barrier between parents and their only child. Why can't I have a mother like Jennie's or Jungkook's mother? I've seen how much they love their child. I get in my Uber and take the ride down to Jungkook's house. When I get there, my phone starts to buzz in my pocket.

I look down at it and see that it's my mother calling me, why now? Because she wants to have a good relationship with me so that I can be tricked into signing the paperwork I didn't yesterday? Nope. I decline her call and I shoot Jennie a text that I'm in my way and I'll be there in a few minutes. What my mother says runs through my hair. How a girl could never love me. That girl. Well.. what girl? She only knows Jennie, sometimes I feel that Jennie doesn't love me. She's like this little twig on a huge tree that I'm trying to climb, it's unstable and I don't know why I continue hoping that it would keep He from falling.

That this little sad branch that I'm holding on to is so close to snapping. It's already cracked a bit, making me hang more, struggling to stay up right. But this metaphor is just a representation of just how messed up I am, trying to make a whole lot of something that is a whole lot of nothing. My mind knows it and I know it, but I'm just a guy who follows his heart. A heart that learned nothing about love but yet it thinks it knows what love is. I

Or maybe she was talking about another girl that she thinks she knows, but it's a high chance that she was talking about Jennie. No, I know she was talking about Jennie, but I still want to analyze Areum. There's a lot that I may understand, but what I don't understand is how Areum could possibly love me. I'm not capable of loving or knowing. How am I supposed to love her when I can't even love myself and I depend of others to love me but earn nothing but ash on my feet and crumbs on my hands? Which is why I had asked her what she likes about me, because I honestly don't know.

I don't even know why I'm thinking about that girl, I spent two and a half days with her and it was just to get my mind off of Jennie. The longer I look over this, the more I realize how I'm exactly like my parents. I'm manipulative, I used Areum for my own personal gain. My goodness, I used her feelings as an advantage cause I knew that whatever I asked her she wouldn't refuse to spend a day with me. And here I am, being a unpatched crack in a wall. Just making everything lopsided and wrong. I'm wrong.. I wasn't like this before. I have no idea what's wrong with me.

When I finally get out of my mind, I see that we are pulling up to Jungkook's house. I thank the driver and walk up to the door, not even one second passes and she's at the door opening it for me. I walk in and I feel a gaze immediately, I turn and to my surprise.. it's Jennie's mother. I'm confused as hell, she looks like she wants me to just catch on fire or something. What have I done?

When we walk into the living room, Lalisa and Jungkook are there.. looking at some photo album. I grin and set my hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "Hey kid." I tell him. He flinched so hard I thought that he'd get a hernia or have a damn aneurysm, he looks up at me, "Hi Taehyung." He replies. "How was Thailand?" I ask. "It was nice." He nods. "How about you Lice?" She looks up at me surprised. "Can I nod call you that?" I ask. "S-Sure." She grins. I pull Jennie and I sit on the other side of the couch. "How did it feel to go back home?" I ask her, very intrigued by the conversation that I've started. "It was very refreshing, though I had to explain everything to Jungkook that was being said on the television." She chuckles as she looks at him.

His face turns pink as he looks at her. "Cause I couldn't understand.", "That's why." She laughs. I feel a tug on my shirt and I turn to her, "Why are you talking to them?" She growls in my ear. "I'm just being nice." I tell her. She just rolls her eyes and looks forward. "What now, you're mad at me cause I want to be nice? I just got here." I ask her in a whisper. "You're supposed to be here to talk to me, not to them." She says under her breath. "Fine fine, forget it then.. I won't talk to them." I tell her.

**

Am I the only one that is questioning why Taehyung is here and why he's talking to me? I thought that he hated my guts, for reasons that will always be a mystery to me. I was honestly scared when he set his hand on my shoulder, I nearly peed a little. I realize the conversation between Taehyung had come to an end, I could already hear Jennie telling him something about talking to us. I just quickly accept the fact that she doesn't want us to talk to him. I go back to showing Lalisa pictures of me, and one more thing.. he called my girlfriend Lice? "This one is cute." She chuckles.

I'm brought back to reality, "Ewe, no." I chuckle. "No, yes! It's so cute, look at you." She points at it. Oh my gosh, back when I had a real bowl cut and my nose was way too big for my face. My face was a little too dark and I had unibrow. "I look like a mole." I say, making her laugh. "Like this mole?" She touches the little beauty mark under my lip. I gasp and grab her hand, "That's not a mole, that's a birthmark." I laugh. "It's a mole." She says. "Nooo." I say. "Yes." She nods. "It's called a beauty mark." She throws her head back and laughs. "No." She says. "Yes." I nod laughing as I look at her. I stare at her and chuckle, "Well look at this picture, I look like a awkward potato."

She looks at it, "You look cute, you should see me when I was little, I looked like a chihuahua." I chuckle, "I'll be looking forward to seeing pictures of you when you were little.", "Back when I had choppy bangs." I chuckle. "Don't you see my hair?" I ask her, she just laughs. "Okay my lovelies, dinner is ready." I hear my mother and I stand up, closing the photo album and I grab Lalisa's hand and we head to the table together. The mothers sit on each end of the table, Lalisa and I sit on one side of the table and Jennie and Taehyung sit on the other side. Jennie sits in front of me and Taehyung sits in front of Lalisa.

My mouth goes dry, this is supposed to be a peaceful welcome back dinner.. but I already feel uncomfortable.

**

"You're supposed to be here with me, not them." I tell him, "Why do you have to be like that? I'm just trying to be nice, we're in his house after all." He whispers to me. "And look, it doesn't even seem that they minded me talking to them." He adds. I raise an eyebrow. "Taehyung, it looked like he was going to pee his pants. You scared the living crap out of him." His eyebrows knit, "I don't want that.." I hear him whisper. What? That should be exactly what he should want. It's ridiculous that he'd want to be their friend. "I have to go to the bathroom real quick." He tells me and gets up. "It's upstairs the first door on your right." I tell him like it's my house.

When he leaves I pull out my phone and go onto Instagram so it won't seem like I want to talk to them.

Though Taehyung and I weren't together for a while.. I still managed to leave pictures of us on my page, and leave his name in my bio. I decide to insta stalk his page too.

My little heart continues to pound when I see that he didn't take anything down either. I look at all the girls that he follows.. and my blood starts to boil when I see who he follows. He has some damn nerve to follow her! To follow the dog! The mutt herself!

I roll my eyes, why would he be following her on Instagram? I guess it wouldn't matter because she doesn't even have a lot of followers, so he should just unfollow her. I make sure they can't see that I'm on her Instagram, I look though her pictures but try my best not to accidentally like one of them, because I WOULD NOT physically like any of her crappy pictures. I bet she only gets likes because she's with Jungkook.

I literally gag when I see that he has similar pictures on his page, why doesn't he have as many followers as her? He isn't on there much, only to post stuff about her. Hmp. I rarely even look at his posts though, especially if they're about her. I then hear Taehyung coming back down and I exit out of the app and wait for him. I get a glimpse of them and I see that they're laughing and she's poking his face. I roll my eyes and wait for Taehyung to come back. He then stands in front of me and before he can say anything to me, my auntie calls us to dinner.

We all head into the dinning room and I sit in front of Jungkook. "I'm so very happy to have my baby boy back and also have you all here." My auntie says to us. "There are only a few more weeks left until graduation, and I'm so very excited for the end of this week to be able to see my handsome son and my sweet girl go to prom together." She also says, which makes my blood boil a bit. He already asked her to prom!? Why does he have to go with her? It's so stupid honestly, he doesn't have to do everything with her.

It had been one of my dreams to be able to go to prom with my best friend, but since we're not best friends anymore, I guess I can let that dream go. Though thinking about it now it makes me wonder if he would've even gone with me, we would probably be the cutest couple there. I would be the prettiest girl there obviously, and he would be the cutest boy there with the cutest date. But since she is in the picture, that would never happen. It would have been nice to just pick up all the pieces that we left behind and fix what was once an amazing friendship. I don't understand why he had to ruin it by telling me how he felt. All this could've been prevented.

I honestly would've gone with him instead of going with Taehyung. But since he's going with that dog, there's no use in thinking this way. But I wonder, would they even let dogs into the hall where the school is having prom? I don't think so, so I think he might have to find another date. I wonder what she's going to wear, a dog collar? Or maybe I should buy her a shock collar. When everyone starts to eat I find myself smiling, because I'm so funny. Actually, speaking of dogs. At prom I'm going to try my hardest to avoid Areum. I wonder if she'll wear a plastic bag to prom.

"Jennie honey, are you going to prom?" I hear Auntie. I look up at her and smile, "Yes, Taehyung asked me yesterday." I tell her, I feel my mothers gaze. "How come it's the first that I'm hearing of this?" My mother asks. I look at her, "I was going to tell you." I say, she then looks down at her food. "When will we go dress shopping? I've.. always wanted to take you." She says. I look at Taehyung and he purses his lips, I slowly look back at my mother. "Actually.. Taehyung is paying for my dress, he insisted." She then quickly looks up at me.

"He what?" She asks, this is becoming awkward. "I offered to pay the expenses of her dress, my parents have connections with famous clothes designers that love me and they would design her dress the way she wants... you could be there." Taehyung speaks up. My mother stares at him long and hard. "It's really a once in a lifetime opportunity to have a designer prom dress Eomma." I tell her. "What is there that I get to pay for?" She asks. "Nothing, all paid by me. You could choose her hair style and the makeup-", "So what you're saying is that I don't get to contribute to anything for my own daughter?", "Eomma, maybe we shouldn't talk about this here." I tell her.

She sits back and sets down her utensils, "Okay." Is all she says. I feel Taehyung squeeze my hand under the table and I know everything will be okay. It gets really quiet for a long time at the dinner table, nobody says anything.

**

I sit awkwardly at the table as Jennie and her mother talk about prom. "What color are you choosing to wear to prom, my sweet girl?" I hear Jungkook's mother ask me, I smile, "I don't know yet, that's still something to figure out. But I know that I'll make a decision by tonight.", "Yes, please have your mother text me so that I can take Jungkook to get his tux and everything will be set." I smile and nod. "It's honestly so great that the school is doing this for you students, I know that school has been a lot and just to have a day where you can all have fun is really important." She explains and I completely agree.

"Jungkook has actually been saving up for his tux, he saves all his paychecks and splits then in half. He has even been saving for the corsage." I look at him and he just grins. We then hear Jennie's mother say, "So what you're saying is that I don't get to contribute to anything for my own daughter?" And we all get quiet. I look down at my plate and eat my food. I've honestly been thinking about prom ever since Jungkook asked me. Chaeyoung was freaking out when I told her and she said it was so cute that my parents actually love Jungkook. Then she asked me when the wedding was and I screeched at her to stop.

I don't think we are like a engaged or married couple, we're just a couple. Oh, and she was literally a tomato when I told her what happened with Jungkook at the beach. And she started to tease me and I wanted to just turn into a fly and leave the room. I wonder if Jungkook will actually come to me and tell me himself, I'd feel bad if he was too scared to tell me. "Would anyone like seconds?" Jungkook's mother asks everyone, we all end up having seconds and dinner continues to be silent. I tend to wonder a lot of things, like.. why Jennie hates me and why she felt the need to invite Taehyung to Jungkook's dinner. Cause if it honestly has to do with Jungkook I don't understand.

She rejects him then gets jealous that I'm his friend, then really hates me when Jungkook and I start to have similar feelings. And practically wants to drown me in her blood when Jungkook's mother adores me. Doesn't makes much sense, does she honestly hate me that much that she can't even be alone with us?

I don't have much of a problem with her, besides the fact that she scares the living soul out of me, but as long as I'm with Jungkook that's all that matters. I can survive a verbal beating if Jungkook is with me, but then again, I don't think that I would even receive a verbal beating from Jennie if Jungkook is around. If anything she would act fake and try to talk to me all nice and confuse the hell out of me. I have faith, I really do. I have faith that one day Jennie could be nice to me and she could actually like me, maybe we could even be friends. But I think as long as I'm with Jungkook, that would never happen.

**

•After dinner•

Right when we get home from dinner, my mother walks right into the house and sits at the staircase that leads up to my room. "You know Jennie, the fact that you make decisions without me like this.. really hurts me." She tells me. "Eomma, I'm sorry." I tell her. "I just want you to have what I give you, do you know how much that boy is going to spend on you?" She asks me. "Eomma, that's the point, the point is to help you from spending so much money." She looks at me, a bit sad. "And what will there be for me to spend on you? I want to spend money on you Jennie, I want to feel like I've contributed to your night at prom."

I grin and walk up to her and sit next to her on the stairs. "You know Eomma, I talked to Taehyung and he agreed that there are still the shoes.. and the jewelry." She hums, "I get to accessorize you?" She asks. "Yes." I tell her. "And, you could take me to get my nails done, so.. I mean.. he'd be paying for three things and so would you." I tell her. She clicks her tongue and wraps her arm over my shoulder. "You know I just want the best for you, and I don't want you to regret having him pay for your things." I shake my head. "I won't.", "Baby Jennie.. I just want you to have a great Prom.", "And I will." I tell her. She smiles, "Okay." I hug her tight. "Okay."

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