What is Women's worth in society?

Just a general question, what is the role of a woman in your life and society? Does a woman help in building our society, family? Is there any sort of contribution of women in our life?

Well if you are misogynistic you won't understand a thing. I am not prejudiced, I won't question your opinions, everyone has a right to have one.

But not hurting or questioning others beliefs.

Women play a very important role in our society and family and what we get in return is we are looked down upon by the family we give our everything to. We are shamed by our own family just because we are women. Why is it we are responsible to work even if we are tired and take care of our family even if we are tired.

We support the needs, but when it comes to our needs we are silenced and unheard. A woman sacrifices her own family to build a new one with her husband, she has to leave behind her loved ones and adapt, no adjust to her new life. Men do think how his wife would adjust and how he will take care of her. Some think of them as baggage. I am not saying all Men are the same, No.

I am not saying Men don't do anything, No not all they also play an important role. They are looked upon and are role models, they are worshipped and why are women not for the same success and achievements?

It's 21 century still patriarchal is common.Acknowledging and giving deserved credit and respect is all we want and it should start within our family first.

Charity begins at home as per this saying when a person is preaching every good thing outside like a perfect intellectual but beats his wife at home, makes their children feel unworthy is no man.

Preach what you follow, not just words show it in your actions.

I get angry when I hear discrimination against women, more angry when I hear about assault and rape cases more and more angry when she is the one blamed for it.

I can give my oh so opinions to others but when I can't do that when it is brought upon myself it is quite disappointing if you ask me.

Today every thought of not fighting for my lost dignity and pride left out the window when I saw the disaster. After our lunch, Jungkook and I entered our apartment as the eerie silence was filled with our laughter and playful banter.

We didn't expect what was waiting for us, we reached my bedroom and Jungkook paused quickly blocking my vision of the sight of my bedroom. He looked pale, cold eyes piercing into mine making me nervous and afraid of the sudden change. All traces of playfulness are absent.

Without a word he pushed me towards the living room as I kept questioning his behaviour, he stood still for a minute completely lost in thoughts I grew frustrated and marched back to my bedroom as he followed trying to stop.

My bedroom was a mess of pillows scattered around, the bed was violently scratched by a sharp object lying above pictures of me.

My blood ran cold, trembles ran down my body. Pictures captured from the video, all the pictures the dreaded memories I erased and were gone completely, along with pictures of me going to college, one with Jungkook where I was cuddled up against him in my fucking living room. One more where I was with Jimin the day of our date.

Every move and every step I was being observed made me Nauseated. This is so disgusting and low for someone to blackmail with. I was scared and creeped out that we were a bit being watched god knows how long and that bastard is still out not paying for his crimes and me leaving in fear. This has to end.

Just as Jungkook's phone buzzed with a restricted number. I snatched his phone from his hand already knowing who it was. This sick game of his, I need to put an end to it.

I saw a video attached with the message Enjoy! With it. I scrunch my nose in disgust, ignoring the message and dialing the number.

Angry and pure rage built inside me wanting to rip his throat with my bare hands as I heard his revolting voice. Nathan Evans had the audacity to laugh asking me how the hell I am, knowing very well.

Enough is enough. I won't entertain anymore of his sick game being his pass time or plaything when he is bored.

I am a woman and I would like to be treated as one with respect. I will no longer be disrespected for something I didn't do. It was not my fault.

I sigh, sinking deeper in the bathtub, it's so relaxing after being drained mentally and physically. Jungkook didn't wait for a sec in my apartment as I ended Nathan's call. He dragged me out talking with someone on the phone call, the whole ride I was not aware of anything as the car stopped. I found myself standing in a beautiful living room in front of Jimin who held his arms open for me.

Without thinking much I ran into his arms as the feeling of security and protectiveness washed over me. Jimin prepared me a hot bathtub with bath bombs and rose petals saying it will be therapeutic for me.

He is not wrong, it really is.

I heard the door opening and fast footsteps hitting on the floor. I felt my body being lifted from the water.

Opening my eyes I felt Jungkook's angry glare piercing through me, my skin burning not because of hot water but because of his glare.

How fucking sexy and hot he looked right now? Hm, and anger does have a good look on him.

"Are you out of your goddamn mind?".

It was not a question more like an accusation. I giggled at it, no I am not drunk who even gets drunk on fucking fruit juice.

Alcohol is kinda banned for me and one has to enjoy their hot bath so why not fruit juice.

"What? It's not like I was drowning". I gave him a nonchalant shrug.

I was definitely joking and he didn't seem to take it as a joke. Then it clicked that he knew. Jimin must have told him that's why he came here to check on me and here he found me underwater.

I am so stupid, holding my hand he sat on besides the tub gazing ahead submerged in his thoughts. Seems like he is not going to leave.

"You know right, I am okay." I broke his trail of thoughts causing him to look at me. "So what about you?".

"I will be". Jungkook said softly, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it. He kept it there for a while.

I leaned my head against the tub and closed my eyes "Did you see the video?" I cleared my throat as he stilled for a moment. A complete silence taking over.

"No".

At this I sighed in relief, this was something I have been dreading. I never want him to see those pictures or videos of anything related to my past. Not because he will judge me. In fear he might see the part I am hiding for so long, the girl I was which I am not so proud of or I am? That she was strong enough to survive or hating she is alive?

I don't know if I am trying to figure it out. It will take a while, but I need to do it by myself.

...........

Fuck man literally and figuratively.

This doesn't seem right after I gave a whole speech on women, independent women.

Let me tell you, This man makes me question my morals.

Every moral and everything in question to my choices are to be reconsidered because of Jeon Jungkook.

But can you blame me? I may be independent. Having him stand beside me to fight every battle with me is just something I never imagined, and I am grateful I need to fight my own battles but having him makes it a little easier.

We fought many times about me not filing a complaint, why I just couldn't do it? Now I am done fighting with myself too. I don't want to hide or live in fear of Nathan ever ruining my life or be worried of him doing something to my dear ones.

I am going to fight against him and win too. I haven't told anyone about my decision, I will soon.

For now I want to enjoy the peace till it lasts.

"No I can't do this, why do I have to do this". I cried out to Jungkook feeling helpless.

He didn't even look in my direction, just giving me a side eye.

"No No No it hurts".

I rubbed my eye to stop the tearing from falling down only making it worse as it started stinging "I hate you".

I sat on the floor fanning my face to ease the stinginess. Jungkook sighed exasperated behind me kneeling in front of me with a wet towel.

"It's just onions baby stop being so dramatic". Jungkook says while wiping my face and dabbing my eyes gently.

I scowled at him"Just onions then you cut it, I don't want to do it". I turned my face away from his reach.

It was his idea. He didn't learn his lesson from last time how I can turn cooking into disaster after numerous warnings and little tantrums. I was here cutting onions and whining every two seconds as it burnt my eyes.

"Look at me". Jungkook took my chin in his grip, squinting my eyes at him and running tears streaming down my face. I gazed into his beautiful brown eyes.

What's wrong with me? Since when did I turn into a poet? Yeah I write literary texts but never used those in real life. This is just on another level with him. I just wish I could turn him into a poet too when he thinks about me.

"You cut those tomatoes, I will handle this here go". He said, his lips brushing my eyes.

Nudging me to get up he started stepping backwards. My hands shot holding his legs. I looked at him"How about no? "

Batting my eyelashes at him I wanted to quickly leave from here and join Jimin and Hobi who were playing video games in the living room.

The buzzing excitement I was feeling from them was making me Jealous I want to play video games too. Here I am stuck with him instead throwing a glare at Jungkook who looked uninterested in my antics to escape him.

This charade definitely won't work, I have to work on my skills more. Usually I could get what I need with this but I guess not with him.

Jungkook just rolled his eyes at me, sighing in defeat as I got up. Okay let's get through it. The Sooner I finish I will get to join them.

First I need to recharge my energy pulling Jungkook towards me. I backed up against the counter behind me.

How do we always end up kissing against the counter?

Jungkook smirked at me"What? "he leaned closer towards my lips.

" You know very well". I whispered not to waste time. I kissed him not so softly but enough to make Jungkook crazy.

He Grabbed my hair in a grip and tugged it harshly in retaliation. I bite his lower lip. His hand leisurely travelled to my neck holding me firmly. He pulled my face up, not giving me a chance to move, giving him better access. Our tongue played with each other. We messily kissed each other wanting nothing more than ripping each other's clothes at that moment.

My skin was on fire and I was craving for more. I let my hand travel from his chest to his stomach touching his abs. Jungkook groaned and his muscles tensed under my touch.

I smirk satisfied with myself. Sensing my smugness he squeezed my throat a little, eliciting a moan from me.

I pushed my body more into him trying to feel as much I could. But before I could do anything Jungkook pulled away from me, making me crave for more.

My plan completely backfiring as I wanted him to feel needy for me. Jungkook stares intensely at me, his tongue peeking from the corner of his mouth. He licked his lips as if savouring my taste.

I wanted to jump on him, tell him to take him on this counter as we moan in pleasure. All we have been doing is kissing, not moving forwards. My body craves for more needs more and he hesitates every fucking time.

I want to tell him and being a stupid bitch I don't. It makes me feel like I am the one forcing myself onto him. I am the only one who needs it.

I let my gaze trace his body. Evident dent pressing into his jeans proves me wrong.

I don't want to come out as desperate so I just Bury whatever I need to say. It becomes too much and never in my life I wanted a release.

He is scared and so am I. I don't know how I will react and this may lead to something we both didn't wish for. For now I am okay with our pace.

The inner horny bitch inside me is not.