Ignorance is Bliss
Title: Ignorance is Bliss
Pairing: Minkey, OnTae, JongRina, (slite! Beast, Fx, and many more)
Rating: R (Cursing; etc)
Genre: AU, Romance, High School, Rape
Summary: ( Just put it out there I suck at summaries) Jonghyun, Key, Minho, Taemin, and Onew, after almost all there life have been in orphanage and out of the blue has now been adopted. They don't understand how or why they got here. Yet they now have a new family and a new home. 5 years have passed and they started to get use to their new life. But little do they know, they have no idea what they got themselves into.
2:40. Outside the school on a cold Wednesday afternoon. Inside his BMW, I waited with the heat blasting through the vents and as the windows cogged up with the cold air on the outside. Everywhere was hot, the whole room was hot, but inside I’ve never felt so cold.
I stare blindly at the window in front of me, staring into the cold air that waited on the other side.
He was out on the phone outside. I can tell he was fighting back with the person on the other side, but I didn’t pay a mind to who they were. He kept yelling, fighting back, but the battle was only getting harder.
“Let me keep her for a while, I can’t just give her back just like this!”
-“Listen asshole, she like this because of you! Bring her back here, she needs me, right now!”
“She made this choice now she’s going to have to suffer for it! She didn’t want her Jongie to get hurt anymore, so this is just how it has to be!”
-“bring her back here Taecyeon, or I swear to everything I will find you and bring her back myself!”
“Just let me have some time with her, please I just can-” he lets out a sigh. “Nicole, just give me 10 minutes”
-“and what could you do to make it any better for her?! You’re the cause of all this, YOU made her this way! Bring her back! Bring her bac-”
He closes the phone before she could even finish her sentence. He lets out a sigh and walks back to the car.
He heads inside and closes the door behind him. He turns off the heater and starts the car again.
I feel his eyes looking back at me, but I pay no attention to him.
Nothing could make me feel worst then what I already feel now.
“You hungry?”
I don’t answer him.
“Rina please, answer me” he touches my hands, as they wrapped around each other. But I don’t make any moves, no matter how much I wanted to pull away.
He lets out a sigh and starts to drive off.
I don’t know where he was driving off to, and I made no moves or effort to ask. He pulls up to a driveway and parks outside a house.
It was white, and had a square figure to it. The white walls on each side and by the look of the windows the curtains on the inside were almost white shade darker to match the beige color stairs that we are to walk on.
He turns off the car and walks outside.
He walks to the other side to my side when he sees I’ve made no effort to get out of the car. He opens the door for me and pulls me out. He grabs my stuff and drags me inside the house. He unlocks the door and pulls me inside.
The house itself was so clean. White walls, white rug, that made the floor look cleaner than it should. Pictures hanged in frames on the walls, one or two on each wall. The wood on the stairs were shiny enough to look it’s cleanest.
He drops my stuff by the couch and pulls me up the stairs. He pulls me up and through a hall way that lead to a room. I’m assuming it’s his.
He unlocks the door and pulls me inside.
The room was not so big but yet not so small either. The bed was undone and just by it was a small desk that had a lot of books and papers that were all over, even through the drawers that were on the side.
He had a closet that was next to a chair that was filled with clothes, clean and unclean ones, that was right by the door from when he walked in.
He sits me down on the bed. “Stay here” he says.
He walks back out and closes the door behind him.
After the 20 minute wait, he finally comes back up with a tray in his hands.
He shifts the papers and books to a side on the desk and gently places the on the empty spot.
He picks up a cup and hands it to me. “Umm… Drink this” he says unsurely.
I make no moves to touch it what so ever.
He moves forward and brings the cup up to my lips. He pushes it softly and slowly I start to move my throat to swallow.
After the first swallow, everything shortly starts to come back.
His smile.
His scent.
His touch.
His kiss.
Everything hits me like a brick wall in the way and before I know it, my tears start to well up again and come out again.
I bring my head down to my hands and grip it on my fingers.
Jonghyun, I’m so sorry.
This is all my fault.
I should have never- it’s all my fault.
I felt a pair of hands bring me close to his chest again. I could feel his hand on my head, bringing me to his shoulder and his arms wrapped around my waist.
I grip on his shirt hard as my cries come out and wash over his shirt on his shoulder.
“Please, don’t hurt him, please Tae, please, don’t hurt him anymore” I cry out.
“Shh, everything is going to be ok” he says quietly.
“Please don’t hurt him, please, please no more-no more, please”
My sobs were loud and hard to keep under control.
He kept holding my close and not letting me go. He kept whispering those words over and over again, to help me stop, but nothing, and I mean nothing wasn’t going to make it do so.
~~~~~~~~~~
I let out another sigh as I grip hard on the wall in front of me as the shower above me crashes down on my head, soaking me completely.
'Calm down Jonghyun' I kept telling myself, but It was getting harder and harder to do so.
Just-just thinking about them together is doing nothing but getting my blood boiled. Dancing, smiling, even just a kis- NO!
I slam my fist harder on the wall.
'No Jonghyun, stop thinking about it'
This is just too hard.
I can't picture them together, I-just can't.
I let out another sigh. "Fuck!" I yelled out.
"Jonghyun?" Onew's voice calls me. "Jonghyun, is everything ok?"
'Isn't it obvious?'
I slam my fist harder against the wall.
He comes in anyway. "Any harder and they'll be a hole" he sits on the toilet seat. "Listen, I know your mad, but just try to relax, fighting him isn't going to fix this"
"This is just so fucking hard!"
"I know" I say quietly. "It's hard, even for all of us"
I turn the knob for the water to stop and reached out to get my towel.
"Has Taecyeon been bothering you?"
I move the curtains to the side and shake my head.
Onew clicks his tongue. "I figured..."
I wrap the towel around my waist.
"And they haven't been calling you?"
I shake my head again.
He puts his hand on my shoulder. "Just try hard to relax, ok? I know it's hard, but you not staying calm could only make it worst." And with that he leaves.
I walk out after and head to my room.
After opening the door and really looking around, I let out the smallest smile. The first one since all this had happen.
'Self reminder: thank Key'
Everything was spotless. The bed's been made; the floors been clean off, even the broken glass were all picked up with as well as my desk. The broken furniture was out, but knowing Key, he's going to replace them pretty soon.
The only thing that was left untouched was the small frame that was placed face down.
It was the only picture I knew and loved.
The picture of me and Rina, of last summer during the summer vacation we had together. I remember it so well, the picture meant so much for me because it was the first picture we ever took together. It was the first picture of just us; me and her. And since then I've always frame it and kept it by my side, where I can always see it.
'But now it's the last thing I want to look at.'
I got dressed and head downstairs.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" Key yells.
"Please just-"
"No! This is your fault! You cause all this! You are not welcome here!"
I walked up behind Minho as we both head towards the commotion at the door.
"Key what's going on?" Minho says.
"This cunt want to get inside, 'just to see if Jongie ok?' Bullshit!" He turns to look at her. "Get the memo bitch! You are not welcome here!"
"Who?" I ask.
"Please just let me see him!"
"No! Now leave!" Key yells back trying to close the door.
"Key who's is that?" I ask again.
He takes a pause and bits his lips.
"Bummie who is that?" Minho asks this time.
He lets out a sigh. "Suzy"
"Please let me-"
I open the door to see her stop talking and now looking straight right at me.
"Jonghyun..."
"Why don't you come inside" says Minho.
"No! I don't want that infected around anyone or anything in this house."
"Key…"Minho starts.
"No" I say finally. "It's fine... Umm-" I look back at her. "So what are you here for Suzy?"
"I just wanted to make sure you were ok..."
"Taecyeon sent you?"
She shakes her head. "He doesn't even know I'm here"
I let out a sigh. "Have you eaten Suzy?"
She looks at me confusingly and shakes her head.
"Wanna eat something?"
"Jonghyun!"
I don't even wait for her to answer. I walk back upstairs and get my jacket and my keys and head back down.
"Jonghyun!" Key says again. "Jonghyun!" He grabs my hand before the door closes behind me. "Just don't do anything you're going to regret" he says finally.
I give him a lifeless nod and head my way out with her.
~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up to the sound of slamming and the sense of frustration in the air.
“Sorry about that”
I look to my side to see him struggling. Even with the dim lighting I can tell he’s trying to do some work while he was by his desk.
I got up slowly and headed my way over to him.
He looks back at me. “You hungry?”
I shake my head.
“Can you please… like talk? Or something?...”
I still don’t say anything to him.
He lets out a sigh and goes back into doing his work.
I look over his shoulder.
“Io.. Prepavati… La tavola… La mia madre… cucina…”
“Italian?” I say to him in a small voice.
He looks back at me. “Yeah, it’s a little troubling…”
“But you’re a grade higher, aren’t you suppose to know more?”
He lets out a small laugh and scratches the back of his head. “Well you see about that…”
I pick up the paper and read out some of the words. “La tavola, la mia madre?”
“You take Italian?”
I nod and kept reading off his mistakes. “You have the order wrong, you mean, Mentre I miei mamma cucina. Ho preparato la tavola”
I take up his pen and started correcting his work.
I sat back at the bed behind me and kept correcting his work.
“It’s really that bad, isn’t it?”
I look back up at him. “You just need help”
“And no one’s willing to do it”
“Why?”
He lets out a sigh. “Because no one knows about it” he says quietly.
“Why?”
“Cause… They-just- don’t”
I don’t question anymore of it.
“I can teach you if you want?...”
He raises his brow. “Do you really want to?”
“I- don’t know… you need help so I willing to help you…”
“Why would you help me? After everything that’s happen, why would you?”
“I think there more to you then meets the eye, Taecyeon”
“Now why would you say that…”
“I just know it”
The sound of my stomach growling interrupts us.
“I guess you were hungry after all”
We let out a laugh.
“Why don’t we go out to eat, and then I’ll drop you off ay Nicole’s?”
I nod my head and let out a small smile. “I’ll like that”
We grab out stuff and he heads back down stairs to start the car. I was putting on my jacket when something on his desk caught my eye.
The picture that had all our faces on it, I honestly don’t remember ever seeing this picture before. The picture of Taecyeon, Suzy and I when we were small, all of us together, and in the back, he was there. By the way it looks; we were hugging close, while he stood behind us, bringing us closer together.
A/N: It's been so long since I've been on this, here is the next chapter.
comments are always welcome :3
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