Boy From English Class

I finally agreed and drove back home. I saw my fathers car parked in the driveway and I parked right next to it.

I entered the house only to find both my parents arguing back and forth. Hmmm this is some deja vu alright.

"We'll there she is" my mother says immediately I walk in.

"What is going on?" I say

"Where were you!?" My father shouts

"With a friend! I told you!" I frown

"You we're with him weren't you? That Jeon kid!" He points to the window signaling I don't even know what.

"His name, is Jungkook." I tel him

"I do not care. I already told you to steer clear from him. What part of that didn't you understand?" He scolds

"Uhm maybe everything?" I talk back "if you want to forbid me from seeing him you have to give me a plausible reason" I argue

He laughs. Hard.

"Since when do I have to explain to. My. Daughter! Why I want to protect her?!" He says

"That's enough of this Jae-min" my mother steps in. "Don't scream at her like that"

"Danielle don't even try to tell me how to lecture my own child. You chose money over her so you shouldn't even be here" my father shouts and I look to my mom.

She and him were in a deadly stare down almost as if she felt betrayed by what he had just revealed.

"What the hell?" I say kind of surprised and shook.

"Jia baby, I didn't mean to-" my mom face softens when she turn to me.

"Well Jia your boyfriend's dad is a damn human trafficker. He's a drug dealer and a bad man! Is that plausible enough for you?" He scoffs.

He storms out of the room leaving me shook and frozen.

"Jia honey" my mom begins but I storm out of the house before giving her an opportunity to explain herself.

I call Hwasa and we agree to meet at the library.

****
"Omg Girl are you alright?" She asks when she sees me in literal tears.

She ran to sit on the chair next to me taking me in her arms.
I told her everything, that happened with me and Jungkook then my mom and what they revealed to me this evening.

"Oh my god" she says shook and surprised by what I told her. "I didn't expect that Jungkook side of the story"

"I know" I sniff

"I can't believe you didn't even think of telling any of this to me. And you choose when you're so overwhelmed to tell me?" She says but not harshly just a little bit hurt. "I thought we were friends"

"We are. I think you're the realest friend I've had in a long time. And I was scared to tell you and not seem vulnerable and stupid after you warned me to stay away" I confess

She just sits silent now.

"So what are you gonna do now?" She asks her voice and tone a little calmer even if she wasn't shouting before.

"I really don't wanna go home right now. I don't want to see either of my parents right now." I admit

"It's okay. You can crash at my place. My parents are out of town anyways. But I hope you know that eventually you're gonna have to face them right?"

I nod drying some of my tears.
She hugs me one more time and we both stand up to leave.

****

We were in Hwasa's room eating popcorn and binge watching kdramas.
The whole night we just spoke about boys and some of the latest drama that happens in our school and how the school dance is coming up.

"What are you wearing for the dance?" I ask her

"I still don't have any idea. I was thinking we could go shopping with the girls soon" she explains

"Soon? Why not tomorrow?" I suggest

"You wanna go tomorrow?" She smiles

"Yeah. Why wait?" I shrug.

"You got it queen. I'll text the girls then." She winks

****

I stayed with Hwasa for another two days before having the courage to go back home and face my parents.

I park my car in the driveway and sit inside for a good amount of time before getting out. My fathers car wasn't here so I guess he wasn't in right now. I open the front door and the first person I see is Sandra who is currently dusting the house carnations.

"Welcome back Ms. Ji-a" she smiles warmly.

"Hello Sandra" I smile back.

I begin walking towards the stairs when I was called back by my mother.

"Jia wait" she says in a pleasing tone.

"What?" I roll my eyes not turning around in the slightest because I didn't want to look at her right now.

"Can we talk? Please" she begs.

I loved my mother so much but after what my father revealed, I didn't even know what to feel. At all.
I turn around and look at her. She had a sad expression on her face but I didn't let that faze me. She wanted me to fall for that sad look and feel bad for being angry. I knew cause I do the same thing. I'm her daughter after all.

I sigh and walk back towards her. We both move towards the living room and she gestures for me to sit down. When I do she politely dismissed Sandra so we could talk privately.

"Just so you know I have nothing to say to you" I tell her not even bothering to look at her.

"I know but I do. I'm sorry" she says before taking a pause.

"Is that all you're gonna say?" I murmur.

I hear her take a deep breath.

"When I married you dad, I was just so young and desperate to get out of poverty. But when I had you, not only did I fall in love with you but with your father as well. When I look back at that time today I'm not proud of it but I got you so I don't regret it. And then things started to go awfully wrong. He became world class dick" she laughed. "And I couldn't take it anymore. I told him I was leaving and I would be taking you with me. But then he told me I didn't have the right to. That you were the only heir to his stupid empire and I had no future to offer to you."

She began sobbing. I still didn't want to look at her.

"I chose to let you go. I wanted you to have a better life than what I could give you. But then your father had to give me half of what he owned after the custody battle. He didn't see that coming though" she wipes away her tears and sniffles.

"Appa really did that?" I ask subtly.

She nods.