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Why aren't the cops coming?

Jungkook cried hard every time Mr. Park hit the smaller.

But it was getting out of control now...

He noticed Mrs. Park passed over a small knife to the father.

No! They are literally about to kill him!

"Bitch, we can't afford to keep you alive. If you can't do it, you better die-"

"Stop!" Jungkook shouted at the top of his lungs, kicking the door open.

His tearful eyes met Jimin's painful ones.

Jiminie was hurt.

"Stop with whatever you're doing!" The taller glared at the parents.

"Who the hell are you?" Mr. Park stood up, dashing towards Jungkook.

"I'm Jimin's friend," he belted, preparing to fight back because he knew the man was about to hit him.

"Oh," Mr. Park laughed out mockingly, "Our Jimin has a friend?"

"He does. A real one."

Jungkook could feel Jimin's healing gaze on him...

His true friend came to save him.

"You shouldn't have come here, kid. You made a big mistake-"

"I don't freaking care! You guys are evil! How could you even hit your child that way?" He yelled, tears again making way down his cheeks.

Mr. Park chucked, "He's not even our own child. Why would he mean anything to us?"
Just as the man completed his sentence, he stepped nearer to Jungkook, holding the knife against the taller's neck.

Jungkook couldn't do anything...
Everything was going too fast...

"Appa! Leave him!" He heard the smaller's shout.

I'm sorry, Jiminie.
I couldn't be a good friend...

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To Be Continued.