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Like any other cosmopolitan city,Seoul comes alive when the sun goes down.The dark night lit up by the lights all over the city makes it feel like a magical world.The night market sees more action during the night than the daytime,and nighttime fun can be enjoyed all over the city with all the exclusive bars,pricey clubs,wine bars and restaurants crowded by young professionals to relax and have fun after a tough day.Dozens of movie theaters in Seoul shows the latest domestic box office hits as well as popular Hollywood films,a popular place for couples to spend their time together.

 

 

Like most of the others,Jungkook enjoyed the nightlife more than the day.But,rather than going to clubs and bars like most of the others,he preferred walking down the streets with his headphones on,watching people's life pass by,and sitting on the roof of the high tower in Myeongdong as he was now.The tower was incomplete and construction has stopped for now.In fact,it belong to his father.

 

Sitting there at the rooftop,where the whole city was spread out in front of him had been a habit of his since the building was constructed almost five years ago.Since it was high enough,all the noises coming from the city were faint.Being up there made Jugkook feel serene.It was his way of getting out of reality.Being up there made him forget about his ed up life for a while,and on the days he couldn't forget,he'd think about his life,his past which was once filled with happiness,warmth,and,love.He would think about the time when he was like any other kid,carefree and happy with his only worries being whether his dad would get him the toy that he wants,or his mom finding out that he had eaten ice cream when he was sick on fever,or,his brother scolding him because he had broken one of his video games yet again.

 

Jungkook let out a heavy sigh as he watched the world pass by in front of him.Some people were entering clubs and bars with friends,laughing without a care,probably to enjoy the weeked.Some people were stuck in the traffic,rushing to get home to their families after a long day, while some families were eating dinner at restaurants,faint sounds of joyous laughter and chatter audible in the night air.Watching the people made him think again,of the times he used to go out with his parents and hyung,just to enjoy the night.But that was the past now.Everything had changed,since four years ago.His life changed,and so had he.He was no longer a carefree and naive kid who bickers with other kids over some silly toy.He was now dark and cold,void of all unnecessary and weak emotions.He was the one his classmates feared,the 'emotionless prince with a death glare', the one who gets in fights, one who is used to getting beaten up to death almost every ing time .Although, he wondered why his school life had a 360 degree turn once he got into high school. Its been about a month and a half since he stepped inside Seoul National High and yes,at first, he got the same treatment as before by his classmates when the same rumours about him fly again, probably from his old classmates .But the fear and disdain only lasted for a few weeks.Of course,the rumours were still there, but, the others started to acknowledge him,talk to him and smile towards him. Mostly girls.There are times when his lockers were filled with gifts.Taehyung and Jimin had explained to him when he asked the reason for all this uninvited attention since he definitely did not get the reason why ---

 

"  You're one of the school's popular kids now I guess." Jimin shrugged.

 

" Rumours can either kill you or not matter in high school.Yours just so happen to not matter because you're handsome and from a well off family.You've got the good looks and you're tall, you're good in almost every aspect, which we envy sometimes. Its all about money, talent or looks in high school, and you've got it all, so you're in the top hierarchy of the high school life." Taehyung added with a thoughtful look to which Jungkook nodded,as if uderstanding it now but it was confusing to him.

 

" and that face,that cold glacier,girls dig that." although the last sentence earned Jimin a jab on his side.

 

He would wonder if it was better being feared by his classmates everytime he got weird looks and letters from one of his admirers saying that they want to have mini Jugkookie's with him and that they were ready  'to make one'   whenever he was ready.Okay.That's just plain creepy. Feeling that it was time for dinner, Jungkook stood up and dusted himself off. He let out another deep breath as he watched the busy street for the last time before getting off the high building and onto his way back home.

 

 

*****

Now walking again along the busy street, Jungkook once again, blocked out the noise with his earphones, which unfortunately wasn't really helping even with music loudly blasting in his ears. Jungkook checked his phone for the time which read 7:45 p.m.Clearly, food monster Tae would be whining like a seal for food by now and Jin would be planning of 999 ways on killing him without no one finding out for always being late for dinner.Seriously, this hyung needs a mental checkup for his love for food. He clearly stated one time that he would choose food over his friends anytime.Tch. Is that possible? Like,humanely possible? Hell No! For a faster way home, Jungkook took the shortcut and began to take the alleyways which was much less noisier.With fewer people and lesser noise, Jungkook enjoyed his music. Music was another needed distraction in his life, and so was dancing.They were his passions which made him feel like a normal teenager with normal passions. Being too engrossed in his music, Jungkook failed to notice the two black cars that had stopped a few meters ahead of him.

 

As Jungkook walked down the road, lost in his own world and still not noticing the two black cars,a group of 7 guys got out of the cars, standing in a straight line in front of the cars, as if they were waiting for the guy who was slowly coming near them. Jungkook bobbed his head up and down to the music,his eyes glued on the cemented ground he was walking on,when suddenly,his pair of eyes noticed the bunch of feet that were standing, unmoved, only a  few feet away.His feet came to a halt as he slowly looked up to the faces in front of him,the loud music in his ears became faint as he recognised the guys standing in front of him.Scanning each of their faces, Jungkook darted his eyes to the tall blonde right in front of him.The guy had a smug look as he leaned back on the car,legs crossed and arms folded as the others were standing on each side of him,hands in their pockets with mischievious glints on each of their faces. Jungkook let out a deep breath as he looked at the guy with a vacant stare,hands now in his pockets,looking unfazed.

 

"Mark."

 

Hearing his name, the tall blonde stood up straight, hands in his pockets with a cheeky grin plastered on his white and pale face.

 

"Glad you remembered my name.Jungkook."

 

"Hah.How can i forget the guy who orders his minions to beat me up because he's a coward."

 

Jungkook deadpanned which might have slightly annoyed Mark and the others.They were already itching to beat the daylights out of him when the word 'minions' were heard.

 

"Tch.Cocky now are we? I like that." Mark scoffed sadistically,

 

" But I'm hurt. Just Mark? Not even Mark hyung? Ouch."  Mark dramatically clutched his heart making Jungkook gag.

 

" Over my dead body,." Jungkook smirked which wiped off the silly grin on Mark's face instantly.

 

" Hyung.Can my fist just kiss his sorry face now?" It was the tall red haired guy with the face.His veins popping out,eager to throw a punch on Jungkook.

 

Jungkook scoffed and smiled tauntingly at Yugyeom,

 

" Still a baby are we? Can't even do anything on your own."

 

And that was enough for Yugyeom to snap.He rushed towards Jungkook, aiming to grab him and beat the crap out of him when he was pulled back by one of the guys who had quite a strong hold on him.

 

" Let me go!! Let me go Jackson hyung! Just let me kill him already!"

 

Yugyeom was squirming under Jackson's hold, fury evident in his face and voice. Another guy,J.B,came and helped Jackson in holding their angry maknae. All of them know how much Yugyeom hated Jungkook.

 

"This is getting boring you know. Just tell me what do you want? I seriously don't have time for you pricks right now."

Jungkook turned to Mark with an annoyed face.This whole thing was annoying to him and he clearly don't have time to play games with them right now, he needed to get home ASAP.

 

Mark,who wore a blank look this whole time finally stepped towards Jungkook until their faces were only inches away.His smug look and cheeky grin was now replaced by a dark and viscious look.

 

" Why hurry?  We got all the time in the world. At least I do. I couldn't even sleep a wink last night because of you,thinking of all the ing ways I could torture you." Mark sneered as he looked at Jungkook with a devilish smirk.

 

" Don't you mean 'all the ways your little minions could torture me' ? " Jugkook countered,not one bit scared of him.

 

" Don't press your luck orphan.Or I'll make you regret it and your pathetic hyungs won't be able to save you.Even your parents aren't here to save you."

Mark scowled,a satisfied smirk etched on his face when he saw the look of irritation on Jungkook's face,his fist in a ball and eyes glowering at Mark. Just what he wanted.

 

" But even though I really want to put my hands around your neck,or a bullet through your head, I hate to say that sadly, your'e lucky today. I'm here because of another reason.Someone important wants to talk to you."

 

Mark's whole dark and viscious demeanor took a 360 degree turn and now he was chirping and smiling his gummy smile and dangling his phone in front of Jungkook.

 

" Someone? Who? Your boss? Tch.That's great. I can tell him what a wuss and you really are." Jungkook scoffed,his voice deep and low and as cold as ice.He was angry and ready to get into action.

 

"Ahhh~~!"  Mark let out an irritated breath,

 

" Changed my mind."

 

A punch was thrown at him as fast as lightning which sent Jungkook tumbling on the ground.If Jungkook was angry, Mark was furious. He hates it when someone attacks his pride.Before Jungkook could organize himself,another hard punch was thrown at him. And another one.

 

" I've had enough of your talks.You reaaalllly shouldn't have pushed my buttons Jungkook.You're going to regret it in the end."

Mark clucked his tongue as Jungkook got up,lips bleeding.Mark was about to throw another punch but Jungkook dodged and threw two punches at him.

 

" Haha.Nice punch.For a wuss. "

 

Mark was now furious.His handsome face just got punched and he was going to make sure that Jungkook regret ever landing a punch on him and for calling him a wuss.

 

Punches and kicks were thrown at each other and now one of them was on the ground. Mark turned to his gang as he took out a handkerchief and wiped the speck of blood on his lips.

 

" You guys do what you do."

 

And with that the six guys were jumping in joy,cracking their knuckles as they stepped towards Jungkook who had a little difficulty getting up.Just as Jungkook stood up,he was sent down on the ground by  a hard punch followed by four other punches to his face and stomach..

 

" Who's the baby now er?! "

 

Yugyeom sarcastically laughed as he threw punches and kicks at Jungkook. His hyungs only throwing a few as they knew Yugyeom would like to have Jungkook all by himself. Jungkook was getting annoyed and angrier by now, he was supposed to be home  half an hour ago and here he was, getting punches from an immature brat. Having enough, Jungkook kicked Yugyeom off of him and threw a punch. Mark was watching the two from his spot beside the car, leaning on it with legs crossed and arms folded,an amused look on his face.

 

 

***

A few minutes into the fight,with punches and kicks thrown here and there, Mark's phone rang.He took the device out of his pocket and quickly stood straight and answered when he saw the name displayed on the screen.

 

" Hello Uncle." 

 

The sound of his voice, stern and a tone of respect, shows how much authority the guy on the other end had.

 

" Do you have the boy? " A deep voice resonated from the other line.

 

"Yes Uncle. He's here."

 

"Good. Put him on speaker."

 

Mark nodded even though the other person could not see him  and put the phone on speaker before calling out to his friends.

 

" Guys! Stop."

 

Seven eyes were now on him, including Jungkook, whose breath was ragged, face distorted in pain. He was 'clearly' outnumbered. Mark walked in quick steps towards the guys and stood in front of Jungkook, prying off Yugyeom who was on top of him.

 

" Someone wants to talk to you." He held the phone out and the person spoke again.

 

" Hello Jungkook."

 

Jungkook,from the looks of the guys and the sound of the person on the line could clearly understand that the person was someone these pricks respected and feared,and his tone somewhat sent shivers down his spine.He sounded cold and ruthless.

 

" I hope my nephew and his friends weren't too harsh on you." The person chuckled,his voice a deep resonating sound.

 

" Just only what he deserved Uncle." Mark stated in a calm voice with a smirk sent to Jungkook.

 

" Who are you? "

 

 Jungkook asked as he glared at Mark.He totally did not understand why Mark's uncle would want to talk to him.

 

" Ah yes.How rude of me.Let me introduce myself. My name is Yeon Jung Hoon. As you would already know,I'm Mark's uncle.Its a pleasure to finally meet you,or should I say, talk to you.The first time I saw you,you were around 12.You've grown into a fine young lad...without your parents of course."

 

The guy chuckled dryly again, something about it  sounded evil and dark to Jungkook and it didn't feel right when he mentioned his parents either.

 

" My parents? What do you know about them? " Jungkook spat with irritation and curiosity, his expression now dark at the mention of his parents which was amusing to Mark.

 

"Ahh~ Eager to know now are we? Don't worry boy, you'll find out eventually.Tell me now Jungkook, had your father contacted you? "

 

Jungkook was now full of curiosity.He had a feeling that the guy on the other line was not by any means a friend of his father.He wanted to know why he was talking about his parents and asking about his father.

 

" Who the are you?And why do you want to know about my father? " Jungkook was hissing and cursing which earned him a kick on his shin by Mark.

 

" He hasn't huh? Well, if he ever does,would you tell that Jaehyun, your dear father, that I would like to have a little chat with him Jungkook? "

 

Just as Jungkook was about to ask him what ing business he had with his father,Jung Hoon's next words caught him offguard.

 

" Oh! and Jungkook,even though its belated, I'm sorry for your loss. Eun Hye was a great person. If only my hand hadn't slipped, the bullet could've hit her shoulder and not her heart.Oh well. Clumsy old me. Hahaha."

 

Junghoon's deep laughter resonated through the phone.He sounded like he was enjoying this whole talk which was a  torture for Jungkook. Jungkook felt his heart stop.He forgot how to breathe and clutched his chestwhere he felt a deep stinging sensation.

 

Eun Hye

 

 

Eun Hye

 

 

 

Mom!

 

 

 

" Mark.Come home now boy.We've got business to do."

 

 

" Yes Uncle."

 

With that the call ended.Mark looked at Jungkook and couldn't help but chuckle.He was going to have fun with his emotions but decided he didn't have to when he saw the look on Jungkook's face. Curiosity and...Agony.

 

Mark waved at his friends who followed him towards their car.Yugyeom gave a little kick to Jungkook before following his hyungs and onto the car.It was the sound of the cars' ignition that woke Jungkook up. He turned to his side and saw that the group was about to leave.

 

" WAIT!! "

 

Jungkook got up as fast as his weak self could and ran towards them.Mark,hearing Jungkook's call decided to wait, just for fun and rolled down the window.

 

" Wh-what was he talking about?"

 

Jungkook breathed out ,his eyes searching for a hint on Mark's face but only a devilish smirk was there.

 

" Tell me!! Eu-Eun hee. My m...mo..my mom.What was he talking about? "

 

Jungkook's voice was almost inaudible and pleading.He wanted to know so ing bad what Mark's uncle meant by his words.Mark only laughed dryly as his friends joined him with soft chuckles seeing the helpless look on Jungkook's messed up face.He rolled the windows up and spoke in a soft yet stern voice before fully rolling up the window.

 

" I told you didn't I? You'd regret it in the end."

 

The cars sped off down the alley,leaving Jungkook whose knees had given up and was now sitting on the ground absentmindedly,series of questions swirling in his head.

 

 

Why was Mark's uncle taking about his parents?

 

 

 

Why was he asking about his dad?

 

 

 

Did they know each other?

 

 

 

Or..were they enemies?

 

 

 

And...his mom..Why was he talking about her?

 

 

 

 

A bullet? Her heart?

 

 

 

What....happened?

 

 

 

Jungkook sat there on the lonely road in the dark night for minutes,crestfallen and thousands of thoughts invading his mind, not moving one bit.His phone had rung hundreds of times, probably his hyungs, but that didn't matter to him now.He was lost and confused.What had actually happened to his mom? to his dad? to his family? He felt hurt and betrayed, and angry. Was everything he knew and was told, a complete lie? All these emotions were running through him and he felt like it was too much.His head was about to explode from all these questions.His heart was about to burst because he was hurt, betrayed and angry.Furious .And most of all, he was scared, scared of finding out the truth.

 

His breath hitched and his lungs felt short of air when fragments of the past he had tried hard to forget flashed before his eyes. His family's laughter.His mom's hug.Her lullabies.His dad teaching him how to play soccer.Playing basketball with his hyung.His last birthday with his family,their last Christmas.And finally his mom's pale body lying limp on the hospital bed,warmth absent when his 12 year old self held her hands. 

 

Everything was too much.His body felt numb and sore from all the beatings.He felt hazy from the few amounts of blood he had lost and all the flashbacks.His eyelids were getting heavier by the minute, he had no strength left in him to get up or even move.His body was taking a toll from all the things that had happened and the last thing he saw and heard before his weak body and weak heart finally gave up were the worried and horrified looks on his hyungs' faces and shouts of his name, meters away as they came running towards him.Then he finally gave up and everything turned black.

 

 

 

" Mom.....mom......wha.....what........hapened? "

 

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Okay guys! 3rd chaps up and sorry it took quite a while to upload. And yes! Got7 made their appearance here.Surprise!! Although some might dislike it,I just want to add them in my story and bad guy Mark?? me i likey ;) BTSXGOT7 is to die for.

So basically,you can kinda get a glimpse on what had happened to Jungkook.Okay say no more.

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