He's My Only One

{Author's pov}

My father finally leaves Jungkooks house, with a smile. Which is something I haven't seen him do in who knows how long.

As soon as I close the front door, I feel someone wrap their arms around me from behind.

"I'm so proud of you", Jungkooks mom says as she hugs me tightly. I smile as she talks about how she's happy for me.

"I'm so proud of my daughter in law", she says as she lets go of the hug.

"D-Daughter in law?!" I exclaim as I stare at her with wide eyes.

"Mom?! What the hell?!" Jungkook says as he stands next to me.

"I think you two would make a perfect couple, wouldn't you say?" She asks her husband.

"Hmmm I think you're right. Treat this one right son", he says as he pats Jungkooks shoulder.

"Dad... Not you too", Jungkook says with a grimace.

"I'm sure you two will get married some day. I better still be here by the time you have my grandchildren", Jungkooks mom says with a stern look.

"Mom!! No-"

"Who would ever want to marry him?!! In fact, who would ever want to have kids with him?! You would have to be mental to even date him!!" I say as I cut off Jungkook.

His parents laugh as they walk away from us.

"So how much do you want to bet on those two?" Jungkooks mom says.

Their voices trail off as they continue to walk further away from us.

"Ugh what the hell?! They do this with every girl I bring home!" Jungkook says with a groan.

"Like I bring a girl over one time and all of a sudden they think I'm going to marry her", he says as he leans against the wall.

"I mean once I do it with them, it's over and done with. I get rid of them once they've stopped satisfying me. Just because I do it with them doesn't mean I'm going to marry her-"

"So you are a playboy", I say as I cut him off.

He'a seriously pissing me off.

I slap him across the face and I start to walk up the staircase.

"Why do you always slap me?!!!" He yells from the bottom of the staircase. I whirl around and give him a death glare.

"Because, you're a dick head that doesn't know respect for others!! You're a playboy that fucks anything with two legs and apparently that's the only reason why you let me stay here, right?!!! You're waiting for the perfect opportunity to get in my pants, and then you'll leave me and kick me out!!!! Well let me tell you something JEON JUNGKOOK, I WILL NOT have sex with you, EVER!!! IN FACT, DONT HUG ME, DONT KISS ME LIKE WHAT YOU DID EARLIER, DONT EVEN LOOK AT ME!!!!" I yell as I run up the stairs.

"What's going on?!" I hear Jungkooks mom say from the bottom of the stairs.

"GOD DAMNIT", I hear him yell as I enter the room I'm staying in. I slam the door and put my clothes in my backpack.

I can't like a person like him.

I WON'T like a person that's him.

I grab my guitar case from the corner of the room and open the door. I bump into someone and I look up to see Jungkook.

"Kimma, it's not like that", he says and I shove him. I walk past him and his mother who are standing in the hallway.

"Kimma, wait let me explain-"

"I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT", I yell as I speedily walk down the stairs.

"Also I'm keeping the guitar!" I say but I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't touch me!!" I yell and whirl around. I push him, but the push makes me fall backwards.

Shit...

"Kimma!!" I hear as I fall down the stairs.

Oh no... The guitar!!!

I quickly sit up and look to see my guitar on the last step of the staircase.

If it's destroyed again...

I unzip the guitar case and see that my guitar... Is completely fine.

I sigh in relief and I feel my muscles relax.

I didn't realize I was so tense, but as soon as I feel my adrenaline slow, I start to feel my wrist and head throb slightly.

"Kimma, are you okay?!" I hear as a hand touches my arm.

"What did I say about touching me", I say as I shove Jungkooks hand off my arm.

"I'm fine", I continue to say as I stand up and grab my guitar case.

I make it to the front door and bow my head to Jungkooks mom.

"Thank you for letting me stay at your house all this time. I really do owe you so much for what you've done", I say as I give her a small smile. I look over at Jungkook and say with a straight face, "thank you for everything Jungkook. I really do appreciate everything that you've done for me. From buying things for me, to comforting me. I'll pay you back for all the things you've gotten me", I say as I turn around to grab the door knob.

"Don't... Don't pay me back.. It's a gift from me to you", he says in a low voice.
I nod and say, "thanks, for the gifts." I open the front door and leave the house. I take my cell phone out of my pocket to dial my dads phone number and call him.

"Appa, please pick me up from Jungkooks house", I say into the phone as my father answers the phone.

I'm grateful for what Jungkook has done for me.

Too bad that he's just like my ex; doing nice things for me, buying me things, and treating me like I was worth something. All of this to just have sex with me, just like what he does with other girls.

I wonder how many other girls have slept in the same bed I've slept in?

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