JUNGKOOK'S POV

I was about to flip the next page when I got a phone call. I groaned and answered it without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kook! It's me, Jimin! The hyungs asked me to call you... Let's meet up at our usual cafe."

"Sure. I'll be there in five. Bye."

"K, bye!"

I got off of my bed and put my hoodie on then went out not forgetting to take my wallet and the keys to my apartment. I walked down the streets since the cafe isn't that far from where I live. I arrived on time and saw all of them sitting on one table. I smiled and waved at them.

"Hey, Kook!" They all said in unison.

"Hey, hyungs! So, what's up??"

All of them looked at each other then looked back at me. I looked at them confused and with an eyebrow raised.

"So, umm... listen. We thought of going to find Taehyung and ask for an explanation from him." Namjoon hyung said and I looked at him shock and disbelief written all over my face.

"Why?" I asked through gritted teeth and clenched fist. They all gulped.

"W-well.. you see, Kook.. We thought that Tae might have a reason on why he did that." Jin hyung said with shaky breaths.

I sighed and told them to give me some time. I'll have to think about it first. Cause I'm scared, I'm scared that I won't be ready to see him, to face him or even worse... to forgive him... They all nodded and we part ways.

When I came back, I instantly flopped on top of my bed and took out the leather book. I continued reading to where I left.

Hi... Umm. If I could, I would want to apologise to them. I wanted to say that I'm sorry. That I didn't mean to hurt them. But I couldn't. I have to pretend that I'm ok without them. That I don't need them in my life, or they'll get hurt. In front of me. I wouldn't want that, would I? They're like family to me. The family that I could never have with my real ones.

You see, my blood - related family never did love me. In fact, they even tried to rape me and sell me to a strip club. I ran away before they could do anything. But the hyungs and bunny didn't know any of this. They don't have to know... I got a job and finally was able to buy myself an apartment. That apartment is apparently the apartment that you're living in, right now.

I didn't tell them where I live. But they didn't seem to mind it either. Cause they're not nosy people. They would wait until you're ready to tell them. That's, how kind they are. That's why, I don't want them to get hurt.

But I hurt them. Instead of someone else hurting them, I was the one that hurt them. The reason why? It's because of my parents. They found me. Apparently, they found my hiding place and threatened me that if I don't come back, they'll kill them by ripping their limbs one by one, alive and make me watch them die in vain.

I agreed to move back in, but on one condition. That is by letting me have three months... three months to hurt them and to make them hate me. In that three months, I did it. I hurt them. I broke their trust. But it's hell for me after those three months.

I'll tell you what I did to them in the next page.

I couldn't believe it! How could his parents do that?! I was crying. Somehow, it reminded me about the day where Taehyung smiled at us. A sad and broken smile of his. But also, a smile of an accomplishment. Like he had accomplished something he needed to accomplish...

This person... the more I read it, the more it resembles our situation. I wonder where Tae is. What he's doing right now or how's he...

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The longest one yet.

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