He himself didn't know that he pushed an innocent kid into his own hell. Jungkook swore to his father that he will get the rightful revenge he deserved.

But for now, it'll have to wait. He pleaded his mom to not damage his father's body more, and surprisingly she agreed. They buried him in their backyard.

The day Jungkook's father was being covered with earth was the day all the light in his eyes dissapeared. It was the day he swore that his plan would start. The day that he would do everything to protect anything that belonged to him.

It will happen father, but not today. We will wait for the right time.

Jungkook learned his mother's gruesome ways. Even the way she preserved animals.

At a young age, he adapted well. His mother never lay a finger on him anymore. He grown numb, mourned his father's absence by himself.

It is near, I can feel it in my bones. I'll be able to kill you now a mother. Just you wait.

At the age of 16, he executed his plan. The plan which he created the moment his father died.

It was a sunny afternoon, they were having tea when his mother felt dizzy until she lost consciousness. Jungkook added sedatives to her drink while he carried her to her beloved basement. The moment she woke up she was sprawled in the table.

She opened her eyes and looked around only to find her son sitting on the wooden chair in front of her.

"Jungkook what is this?" She asked her son, because she was confused as to why she was tied down.

"This?" He stood up and approached her. The moment he was beside her, he raised his hand that was holding a scalpel. Her eyes went wide as he traced the scalpel in her face.

"This is your doom mom." He then smiled crazily while looking at her.

Her face went white with what her son told her. She never expected that one day she'll be the one sprawled in the place where she dismembered her food.

"What do you mean Jungkook? Release me now!" She screamed while tugging the restraints.

"I'm sorry mom. No can do, remember what you told me when I first witnessed this? This is the way right? That's what you told me, mom!" He explained, his eyes were blank, void with any emotion. But his lips were tugged upwards as he gave her a sinister look.

"Yes! But I'm your mother!" She screamed. The restraints moved as she tugged harder.

"But what about dad? What about him mom? You killed him remember?" He reminded her nonchalantly. As he pulled the rusty cart towards them.

"I did it for us honey! He was gonna report us." She explained. Tears were starting to form in her eyes. She couldn't believe her son planned this.

"But it didn't have to end that way mom. Why did you have to kill dad?" Jungkook shouted. His eyes were red and staring directly into her. While his hands are trembling, he was trying his best to control his anger.

"Because he will turn me in. Are you out of your mind? It was needed!" By now Jungkook was lifting her shirt exposing her stomach. She was squirming under her son's touch. It was burning her skin, but she knew the next thing that was about to happen was much worse than what is happening now.

"Well, this is needed too, mom." He smiled bitterly before dipping the scalpel in her skin.

The metal was cold but the pain it was giving was hot, itchy, and unbearable.

"Ahhh!!" She screamed when he finally cut her stomach open.

Jungkook touched her cheek softly, "Don't worry mom, this will be quick." Then he plunged the scalpel deeper.

Jungkook continuously sliced her open with precision. With the years that he was watching her, he learned how to open the body without damaging the organs.

He cut her abdomen open until he could fit his hand inside. He quickly took the abdominal retractor and placed it. Stretching her skin, he carefully dipped his hand inside and took her intestines while she was still awake looking at him.

Her body jerked at the sudden action. Tears are now flowing continously on her cheeks. He didn't inject any anesthesia which made her feel every excruciating pain he gave her.

After removing her intestines without cutting it he placed it in an aluminum basin beside her. He continued to take out her kidney then her liver. By this time her body was violently shaking from the shock.

She was continuously fading in and out of consciousness. Before he whispered near her ear, "Don't worry mom you'll never die yet. I'll not let that happen."

He gave her a sinister smile as she started gargling her blood before finally losing consciousness.

He removed one of her kidney and uterus before putting back her other organs, sloppily sewing her skin back.

When he said he'll not let her die easily he really meant it. He tortured her every day. He took her fingernails out until nothing was left. He made her bleed several times.

Beat her until her body can't take it anymore. He didn't feed her, he would make her drink her own urine and starve her. She just opted to eat the cockroaches and rats that went near her. He tied her to the wall while she slept on the cold ground.

After taking out her organs she never felt the same. Her body was slowly deteriorating, her wound got infected and he didn't bother to do anything about it. He treated her worse than an animal.

Ever since his father died Jungkook lost all emotions that he felt towards his mother, all that was left was hatred. He hated her for not having a normal family. For killing his father that was the only one who loved him in his eyes.

His mother told him that she loved them, then is this what love is? Hurting the one you love? How could you call this love when all you could feel was a pain. When all they could feel was a pain.

He never asked for this kind of love and life. But if this is the only way for his parents to be together again, then he would do anything for them to be together again EVEN IN DEATH.

She lasted for weeks, seven, and a half to be exact before she breathed her last breath. It was a rainy morning when Jungkook went down to check up on her.

Once he was down he saw her laying on the ground. He tried to wake her up but she didn't move. He then bent down and took her pulse. Her body was already getting cold and starting to get hard besides her stomach which indicated that she just died a few hours ago.

He immediately straightened her body before it became stiff then cleaned and changed her clothes to clean ones before putting her in the casket that he made. Yes, he carefully planned this and expected her to be dead anytime soon.

He was actually surprised that she made it to almost two months. He did clean her just for the sake of his late father because when he died she also did the same.

It was raining hard and the ground was wet from the rain while the sky was dark with lightning and thunder, when he went out to dig her grave. He soon became wet but he didn't cared and finished his job, dropped her box beside his father before covering it with earth.

The rain was all over his face masking the tears that rolled down with the raindrops. Was he sad? Maybe? Did he regret his actions? Definitely no, he felt like she deserved it.

So why was he crying? He felt alone. Even if she was like that, he felt like he was with someone. But now that she's gone who will be there to comfort him when the thunder scares him? Who will make him feel loved even if he himself can't believe it? Who will ask how's his school even if she didn't care?

No one

No one will be there for him.

Is this really his life? What will happen now? Will he be forever lonely?

What did he felt while doing this? Nothing, he felt nothing. He never felt remorse. All he wanted was to avenge his father.

How was it to kill? It felt good, the feeling of someone's life depending on you. It felt powerful. Inflicting pain and hearing the screams while the blood was gushing out was music to his ears. The bones that were cracking when he hit her, sounds so satisfying.

This marks his first kill. His first victim, his mother.

(A/N: Hello, I'm sorry if I've been out lately. Been busy with everything going on. I thought I would be able to update last June 13 but I didn't make it. Actually, I'm beginning to lose interest in writing. It's hard when you feel like everything you do seems nothing, like no one's appreciating it. The reference on how he knew his mother is dead is based on real life. Anyway, I hope you like my update. I'll be glad to hear from you soon. Hopefully, take care and love lots 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜)