Chapter Two - vote please!

I was horrified of this message. I didn't show the police just yet, but if this progresses then I will have to. I sit on my bed now, reading the message over and over again.

Something which disturbs me is that its in capitals and it shows this person is quite demanding. Another thing is the picture of me attached. When I had pigtails and cute dresses. When my mom was here....

If your wondering I haven't seen or heard from her since that day. And when Jimin and I ran away from home from our abusive father, we also haven't seen him.

It's been a long ride.

Jimin lives with some of his friends now and he said he wants to focus on his music. I support him no matter what. If it wasn't for him I'd be hurt to bits right now.

I receive a call from an unknown number. I believe it's my friend who always prank calls me.

"Hey Ren what's up?" I ask.

"It's not your friend... its your worst nightmare." A deep voice returns.

I chuckle humorously. "Yeah yeah I know it's you Ren stop playing around with me."

"I'm not playing." The deep stern voice says once again.

I decide to hang up. She'll apologise when she wants, I know it's Ren I mean my number is private who could possibly get it?

I decide to lock the doors in my small apartment and make some soup to rejuvenate my frozen skin. Whilst I'm making soup I can't help but hear noises from next door. People throwing objects at one another.

I don't even know who my neighbours are, and I've been living here for over a year. That's quite awkward if you think about it.

Should I welcome them with gifts?

No, I'd just look incredibly ridiculous. I decide to eat my soup in silence, when a knock interrupts my thoughts.

I look out the peephole and my eyes are met with hazel eyes, they welcome me and I open the door. Revealing a tall, brown-haired guy, who looks super cute.

He notices me staring so I just look away.

"I'm sorry but I was wondering if I could receive the mail delivered to you, by mistake?" He emphasises the last words. I feel his eyes darken as he scans me head to toe. I'm wearing a short laced silver tank top and twining with silver silky shorts. I hesitantly cough. "Yea sure."

I give him the mail and he has a firm hold of it. "Sorry," He mutters, still scanning me like he was in awe of my beauty. He then waved goodbye, but his smile was extremely fake.

I didn't bother asking for his name, because he was one rude person. The way he looked at me and took mail, it was devastating.

***

Later that night I sit in my bedroom writing songs. I love singing and playing guitar. When I sing a note I feel like the song is coming alive. People always said I was gifted, I just took after Jimin.

(FLASHBACK)

Jimin was sitting on the couch writing songs, I happened to walk by and sing a few lines. "Those are really good. Did you write them?"

"Yes, I did." He replied.

"Say big brother?" I raised a brow.

He looked down at me in a curious way of course. "Why do you want to be a singer?"

"Because I want people to hear my story in a nice way. And maybe one day they'll hear yours."

I nodded and hugged him tightly. "No matter what Jimin don't leave my side."

"I won't ever." He had a firm grip on me and he kissed my head as he packed his belongings and went to his room.

My mother was gone for a week now and Jimin is the only one I have. Father is at work, or maybe at the bar where he usually is getting wasted. The only friend I had at home was Jimin.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I played a few songs and then I dozed off to bed, the moonlight framing my being as I closed my eyes and dreamt of my mother, Jimin and I.

Jungkookie's POV:

Her voice damn she was like an angel, something so beautiful with sweet grace written on her face. On the other hand, was an ugly being who cowardly hid behind his dark side.

I always followed her, like a drug I can't get enough of.

"Jungkook!" Jin called out interrupting my thoughts. "We have a new member in BTS. His name is Jimin."

"J- Jimin as In Jimin Park. As in Kimyoon park's older brother?" My scared voice replied, stammering carelessly.

"Yeah! Were going to our first concert now want to come?" He called as Suga entered the room. Leave it to him to scare the hell out of me. "Why are you wearing that mask?" I asked my fellow brother.

He shrugged and hit the couch sitting next to Taehung who was reading a comic. I just sat there reading mail the whole night.

My mother is remarrying someone which is perfect, my brother Jeon is transferring schools. Also great and my friends are welcoming some random kid in the group. "I'll meet with him there, let's go!"

We all head out and when I lock my apartment door I hear the sweet angelic voice of my

여신 (Goddess). I hear more of her voice.

She is gifted than all of us, her voice is the sweet mercury of essence and I must claim it.

Even if I have to stalk her....

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X O X O- Ayaan