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"How long were you standing t-there?" You sniffled and wipped your eyes with the back of your hand hearing him speaking English. "Well.......since you married him because of his.........money?" You close your eyes and sighed.
This old man heard everything...........
"It's ok, I won't asking anything weird." He chuckled and walked in. "Who are you?" You frowned and asked him. "I'm a friend of jungkook."
How did a 60 year old man become his friend?
"Mhm........he got railed pretty nasty." You raise your eyebrows at the man and check him up and down. He had a full turtle neck on under his coat along with a pair of cotton gloves. Ashen hair were a bit shaggy as they fell on his eyes restricting your eye contact. Figure was broad but hunched. A black mask covered the lower half of his face. "What's your name doctor?"
"Don't worry, he would be as good as new just in a few days." You stiffened at his sentence. "Do you.......do you know him very well?"
"Oh I do know his condition."
"What condition?"
"Just a creative DIY in his DNA."
"That's not a condition." You heard a snarky chuckle. "We both know that deep inside you feel it as an inconvenience." Your brows furrowed and you sat upright in defence. "Well I know you are completely wrong."
"Really? Haven't you ever thought about how things would be if he was normal?"
"He is normal."
"You don't have to lie to yourself darling. Ever wondered if he was normal? You wouldn't have gone through his annoying random breakdowns? You could have a normal child without the scar and your organ removed. You would have had a normal preganancy and wouldn't be alone feasting on raw meat. It happened just because he's not normal."
He knows a lot.
"Well, I'm thankful that he is special because if he wasn't, I would have been a widow right now." He chuckled lightly and skimmed through the file in his hand. "Oh, that's what you call them nowadays. A freak isn't called a freak just so they aren't hurt. You all have grown pretty soft."
"He is special for me because I love him." You gritted your teeth. "Oh you do?"
"Get out." Your nose flared. You have been up the whole night along with a fussy baby who needs to have her milk every two hours while popping pain meds like M&M's. Every now and then signing bills for his meds and making sure they don't give something which could harm his body. You have had enough of this shit and now a random person is testing your last nerve and disrespecting your husband.
"He is like this because of you all!" Your voice was deep and low and you glared at him. "Treating him as if he was a wild animal. Heck, I would even treat them better and not put him in cages to torture him mentally all those years. You only consider him and jimin as a science experiment, don't you? Just a rabid animal. You made him like this. And if I could...........I would have killed you all."
"You are just like him aren't you?"
"Get. Out. You don't have the right to speak about him. You all have done enough." He chuckled and looked at the person on the bed connected temporary to the life support. "You have gotten pretty lucky eh? I knew it........you still had hope."
Eyebrows furrowed and you looked at him confused. "I was kidding. He's very lucky to have someone who loves and understands him even after what happened to him in the facility."
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