WARNING: I don't support harassment of any kind. If you are a reader that is easily triggered by such things then do not read this chapter. Also I don't support kidnapping of any sort. Again if you're not comfortable with such things then don't read this chapter.
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"So where to begin...."

Suran folds her hands while Yoongi is sitting across from her as a nervous wreck. Suran can see him fidget with his rings. She sees the way his lips turn into a small pout and how he would bite it occasionally.

"Dad used to do that" she speaks. Yoongi looks at her and he can feel his heart start to beat two times as fast. "D-Dad?" he stutters. Suran smiles and pulls out a photo album out of her bag. She places it's in his lap.

He looks down at the well organized photo set filled with memories. Yoongi flips it open and his breath gets caught in his throat. Two smiling, gay men embrace each other in the first picture.

Yoongi can see the love between the two of them. He can see where he got his gummy smile from and his pale skin. Both men are at the beach, raising their glass to five more years of marriage.

"Yes Dad and Dad" she chuckles. "It was sometimes confusing for me as a kid. Especially when I went to pre-school so I just called one dad and one—"

"Daddy?" Suran grins and shakes her head. "Not daddy. Chan said it would be too kinky" Yoongi gulps nervously and looks down at the picture.

Suran points to the one with the freckles and dark hair. "This is Chan. He's the one that gave up his sperm and made you" she chuckles.

"He looks drunk" Yoongi chuckles. Suran smiles and brushes her hair back. "Yes, he was. That was their five year anniversary as a married couple"

Yoongi points to brown haired male with his ears pierced. "Then this must be Dad, right?" Suran nods while Yeontan's little paws scurry over to her leg. He cuddles up to her leggings as she looks down at him and smiles.

"Wow....."

Yoongi flips to the next page and sees a female. Suran tenses up and clears her throat. "That's the surrogate, Ji Hee" Yoongi looks at the female staring down at him. Her eyes glisten as she looks down at the sleeping baby, that was obviously Yoongi.

He turns to the next page to see all three adults together with Yoongi in a small bath tub. 'Baby's first bath' written in bold ink. Suran smiles and pokes Yoongi's cheek.

"If only they could see you..." Suran smiles. Yoongi tilts his head and raises a brow. "Where are they now?" He questioned. Suran sits back and sighs. She fiddles with her fingers and Yoongi turns his whole body towards her. Suran tries to gather all her courage to tell Yoongi what happened to his parents. It was still hard for her to even express herself in general.

"T-They died...."

Her lips tremble as she looks down. "They died trying to find their son" her voice cracks and Suran can't hold back her emotions. A tear rolls down her cheek as she looks Yoongi dead in his eyes.

"After you were born they came to America to tell their family the good news and fix some documents. But they should have never trusted Ji Hee...."

//

The rain drops hit against the windows of Ji Hee's small apartment. As she packs her bag, Yoongi's screeching cries ring through the small living room. She walks over to him with his stuffed toy and places it next to him.

"It's ok Yoongi. Once we leave you'll be happy soon" Ji Hee picks up the crying child and bounces him lightly.  She holds him tightly and rubs his back but he still cries. Chan and Xavier left for America just a few hours ago and Ji Hee couldn't take it anymore.

She developed love and care towards Yoongi. It wasn't her child but she thought it was only fair that she kept him. After all she was the one that carried him. But Yoongi wanted his real parents.

The rain blunders and thunder crashes. Lighting strikes and Yoongi cries harder, hating the fact that he wasn't in his regular room with his parents. He knew something was wrong. He may be a newborn child but his heart knew what was right from wrong.

Ji Hee grabs the baby bag and the suitcase she packed towards the door. Yoongi's tears stain her shirt as she places him in his baby seat for the car. He continues to cry his eyes out and her phone rings.

Incoming Call From Chan

Her hands shake as she presses decline. She sighs and a tear rolls down her cheek. The tear falls onto Yoongi's stomach as he hiccups. He immediately stops crying as Ji Hee looks down at him.

She smiles as more tears fall and Yoongi stretches out his small, chubby hands. She wipes her tears and kneels down and kisses his forehead.

"This is all for you........"

//

Yoongi can feel the hot tears stream down his cheeks as he watches his sister slowly break down in front of him. "T-They c-couldn't sleep or eat...but they still stayed strong" her voice is shaky and hands tremble as she holds his.

"They stayed strong for me. And every day I regret not treating them right for all the things they done for me" Yoongi pulls Suran into a tight hug and she sobs into his chest.

"I'm here now...." Yoongi whispers. Yoongi's own tears starts to stain his cheeks as he holds her tighter.

"You found me"

//

"Y/n it doesn't matter how hard you stare, she's still going to be here and for the rest of your parents life"

You turn around and glare at Jungkook and he doesn't flinch. You're seated at the first table at the beautiful reception of the wedding. Jennie is seated a few seats away from you and you're ready to attack her.

You stand to your feet and Jungkook quickly jumps in front of you. He blocks your path from the brown haired girl and you glare up at him.

"Princess, listen. Hurting Jennie won't solve anything"

"I'm gonna tear that bitch to shreds and—"

"Y/n!"

Before you could finish your sentence your mother walks over to you, hand in hand with your step father. You turn around and is caught off guard when she jumps and hugs you. Something she never did before in your entire lifetime until now.

"Baby calm down" your step father smiles and stares at you. "Eric how can I when my own daughter is here!?" Your mother squeals and you look at her as if she's crazy. She was giggling and smiling. You've never seen her smile this much. It was odd.

She walks over to Eric with his raven hair and peck his lips. "Y/n I would like you to meet Eric..." she smiles. "I know it's really late for you two to finally meet but I felt like it would be a good thing to properly introduce you two" She smiles and holds his hand.

You smile at him and suddenly feel embarrassed. How could have you not recognize him from before? He was the father of your ex-best friend. But some of his features do look different. He didn't look like the boring or bland father he was when you went to school with Jennie.

"Well father you didn't properly introduce me to my mother" Jennie is standing next to Jungkook with her hands crossed over her chest. Her father's jaw clenches while your mother nibbles on her lip.

"Nice to meet you sweetheart" Your mother smiles but Jennie doesn't reply. Her face is twisted in disgust as she look at your mother from head to toe. You glare at her and she glares back.

Jungkook clears his throat and nervously smile. "Hey why don't us three go dance while the two lovely step- sisters get to know each other" He smiles.

Jungkook steps out of the way and drags your parents away from you and Jennie.

"Can we talk about this outside" you grit.

Jennie doesn't reply but simply walks towards the exit. You follow behind her and fix your dress. When finally outside she stops and turns around to you.

"Why? Why must you try and take everything away from me?"

You scoff and cross your arms over your chest. "I never took anything away from you. I tried to stay friends but you're too stubborn to even try to cooperate with anyone that you think is threatening"

Jennie's tongue poke the inside of her cheek as you both glare at each other. "I'm stubborn?! You're the one who popped up back into my life when I was doing perfectly fine. Even your whore mother stole my father's heart"

You finally snap and land a hard smack against her cheek. Jennie's cheek is red as anger boils through your body.

"You don't know anything about my mother"

//

You're hiding again.

You always hide when your father is home.

Hiding from the beast that has corrupted the once lovingly husband and father. Hiding from the man whose scars deteriorated him piece by piece. Joshua is too young to realize why you play "Hide; daddy's coming"

But you realized it the moment you hear a loud smack coming from the other side of the closet of your house. A house that wasn't too small or too big. It was perfect but still held nightmares in the depths of every room.

You hide while your mother had to take every slap, kick and punch.

Just for you.

"Why can't you just see that I'm trying to keep this family together?!" Your mother screams as her vision becomes blurry when tear drops start to form.

Your father stands in front of her panting and knuckles bruised from the bar rumble he had a few minutes before.

"How can you keep this family together when you can't even close your legs!" He retaliates. Your mother is trying, trying to hold back the rivers she cries every night after she puts you to bed. She doesn't reply but simply sighs and walks into her bedroom.

"Don't you walk away from me you slut"
He scoffs and idly walks into the room. Your mother is standing in the middle of the room trying to keep her emotions together. Your father walks over to her and grabs her chin forcefully, gripping her face.

His breath reeks of alcohol and body smells of sweat and cheap cigars. He weakly smiles at her before kissing her lips. His other hand wraps around her waist as the kiss deepens. Tears fall as the toxic kiss deepens. The kiss is only plunging her deeper into the depths of a loveless marriage.

Every time she tries to pull away she ends up back into the black abyss known as your father's love.

He growls lowly and pushes her against the bed. He climbs over her and caresses her cheek. While your father attempts to make love to your mother, you cry silently in the closet outside of the room.

You cry knowing that the little boy cuddle up next to you ,sleeping, will grow up without being loved or maybe not having parents at all.

Your soft cries causes Joshua to wake up.

"Noona..." He mumbles as he rubs his eyes. "Did daddy find us yet?" He rest his head against your shoulder. You sniffle and hold him close. Joshua is confused and conflicted but he wants to protect his older sister.

"Noona don't cry! I'll get mommy"

"J-Joshua!" Before you know it he's running out the closet at full speed. His tiny feet run into your parents room and he freezes when he opens the door. Your mother is crying as your father strips her. Joshua is looking, staring, observing the sight in front of him. Your mother's top is off while your father grinds against her.

"Daddy stop!" His tiny voice projects. Your father's head turns towards the three year old boy who's hands are all fisted up.

Your father tilts his head and his jaw clenches. "No, no baby please. Leave Joshua out of this. I'm begging; leave my son alone!" Your mother starts to break down while your father smirks.

"You mean our son"

He gets off of her and over to the little brave boy. "Come here you" he growls out.

"Leave Joshua alone!" Before your father could touch him you run into the room, biting your father's arm. He winces and eyes narrows towards you. You stand in front of Joshua protectively. Your cheeks suddenly stings when he slaps you hard.

You try to bare the pain but it's like a poisonous bee sting. Your tears hit the carpet as you pull Joshua out of the room.

"You son of a bitch!" Your mother runs towards him and beats him. Her hands throw at him every second she get. She couldn't take it anymore. As a mother it pained her to allow her children to see her in such state. He blocks most of her hits but she keeps hitting and putting up a fight. She wouldn't give up. Not when she had two people depending on her the most.

"I won't let you hurt them anymore!"

And she grabs the lamp....

//

You sniffle and shake your head. "My mother has been to hell and back just for me. She's taken all my brutal beatings for me, regardless for what I made do to her..."

Jennie remains silent sad you wipe your tear away. "Jennie I'm only doing this for her happiness because I owe it to her. I owe this to her for every slap she got for me and my brother"

You sigh and look down. You turn your back away from Jennie before your being pulled back. "My mother died when I was three Y/n" Jennie speaks as face her. "My father mourned for months and it made me feel weak. Everyone my father had been with only wanted the money...." Jennie swallows the lump in her throat.

"I wanted to be the one to protect his heart but your mother managed to get a ring from him tho"

You chuckle and she giggles. "I'm sorry for everything that has happened between us. I was just jealous I should say" Jennie nibbles on her bottom lip and you can see that she was sincere. It wasn't the fake apology she gave you years ago. This was real.

"I forgive you" you smile and hug Jennie, catching her off guard. She hugs back tightly and you sigh, missing the hug of your friend.

"Thank God!" You two jump and turn to see Jungkook tensed up. You roll your eyes while Jennie looks confused. "How long have you've been standing there Jungkook?"

He smirks and walks over to you. "Long enough to know that this beef is squashed. I missed the two trouble makers" he smirks. You and Jennie laugh before pulling on his ears hard.

He winces and you two laugh. You both sigh and Jennie looks at the reception. "I think you should get some rest. It's good for the baby" Jennie smiles and rests her hand on your stomach. You kiss her cheek and hug her tight. "Thank you" you whisper. She smiles as you wave at her.

"I'm gonna be an aunty!" She squeals and walks off. You laugh and shake your head while Jungkook smiles.

"Ready to go princess?" Jungkook walks up behind you and hugs you.

"More than ever. I'm hungry" you pout

"Fat ass" he teases.

"Well you're not getting this fat ass for a few weeks" you retaliate and Jungkook's jaw locks.

"I think the fuck not"

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Not updating till December fifth, sorry but I need to get my grades up ❤️❤️