DOLL [vmin]

7: past

Taehyung and Jimin had moved to the living room. a fireplace was in the middle of the wall with two chairs and a couch. Taehyung and Jimin had taken a seat in front of the fire in front of each other. Jimin looked at the fire a bit disappointed that he couldn't feel the warmth of it. Because even if he had a body, it doesnt change the fact he was in reality still dead.

"So... Can you tell me about yourself now?" Taehyung asked, folding his hands and crossing his legs, relaxing in his seat.

"Well, where should i start..." Jimin asked as he looked down slightly thinking.

"Let's start, how did you get in this house? why are you here?" Taehyung was very curious to talk to one of the spirits that haunt this house, He never spoke to a real ghost like this before.

"Mr.Kim brought me here, I was selling medicine in the village nearby and he asked me if i knew medical things. so i said yes. He asked if i could treat his wife. I agreed to come with him and told him what i know." Jimin fell silent. He wasn't sure if he had told everything but his memory wasn't too perfect anymore. It's been years by now and he hasn't really thought back a lot to that time. "He said i could work for him. He surprisingly had a lot of patients in his house, I didn't trust it seeing he had them in prisons. Mr.Kim was acting strange so he then put me in there as well, i don't quite remember how it happened but i remember waking up in a cell."

"So you were really the boy i saw back then" taehyung said a bit more softly to himself. but Jimin heard and looked up at him. so the raven knew he should explain more about that. "Mt father send me down to the basement a few times to bring the people there some food. but he told me they were bad people"

"I-im not bad...I didn't do anything wrong," Jimin said, a bit hurt.

"So what happened then? what did he do to you?"

"I don't know what exactly. He would just take me to this strange room and do things. He put things inside and used objects. He even cut my hand off near the end, '' Jimin said. "the blood in the cell is all mine. He never treat my wounds. so after he decided to cut parts of me...i bled to death." Jimin's voice sounded sad but he couldn't cry. He was just a ghost, it was painful to be sad but not being able to release your emotion in tears. "H-he promised to help me, but he lied..."

"Are you mad at him?" Taehyung asked if all the spirits in the house were angry and wanted revenge. but jimin didn't seem dangerous at all, he had a whole different aura around him. He wasn't really surprised when the boy shook his head.

"not really....i'm just...disappointed....why would someone do that. He must be sick," Jimin said. "I was angry back then but not anymore. It's no use staying angry at someone who is dead and in the past. it wont help me any further"

"Then why haven't you found peace yet, why are you still here?" Taehyung asked, confused. If Jimin wasn't here for revenge then why was he still here?

"I dont know....I'm stuck and I can't leave. they are keeping me here" Jimin said and looked up.

"They? Who do you mean with 'they'?"

"The dolls," Jimin said as his eyes were fixed on a pretty dressed doll behind Taehyung on a shelf. Her head tilted slightly from the lack of support in her little neck.. but her eyes were wide open staring back at jimin.

"The dolls?" Taehyung sat up and turned around to see where Jimin was looking when he saw the doll he made a long time ago on the shelf. "what's with them?"

"the dolls are angry Taehyung...." Jimin said almost in a whisper and looked at the toy maker in front of him the dim sunlight that peeked through the half shut curtains shining on the side of the human's face. "they hate me"

Taehyung didn't really get it and wanted to know more. yes he was aware of the dolls being strange. he had connected the dots that it had something to do with the spirits but he chose to just ignore them. They were dead so why give them attention? "why do they hate you?"

"I got peace...they didn't....they want me to suffer...."

"Please tell me more," Taehyung asked, seeing Jimin fall silent, his eyes still staring at the doll.

"I cant" Jimin said and finally looked back into Taehyung's eyes. "they are listening..."

Taehyung frowned.

"Can I excuse myself and leave the room?"

"Of course, you can go. be careful on the stairs' ' Taehyung said not wanting his favorite and most precious possession to fall down the stairs and break into pieces. He would be very...very... angry.

"I will '' Jimin said and stood up leaving the room. He walked in the hallway making sure to walk with a bow around the dolls in the hallway. He could see the dolls, their eyes following as he passed them. Jimin didn't feel comfortable, he had to go. they are here, he thought as he sped up his steps. they are all here.. He was gonna turn and take the stairs when suddenly a doll dropped down in front of him.

"Ah!" he yelped and fell back on his ass from shock. The doll's arm was broken from the impact of its fragile body hitting the floor. its head turned to the side staring at Jimin with its empty eyes.

In only a few seconds Taehyung rushed to him, hearing the sound and getting worried. He was scared Jimin fell down the stairs like he warned the boy about. it won't be the first time something taehyung said was coming true. Bad things are always haunting him. He was relieved when Jimin wasn't having any damages.

"what's wrong?" he asked his head to turn to the doll on the floor with the broken arm. He sighed. "Aish these dolls cant stay in place" he said and lifted it up. But when he reached up to place it back on the shelf. its head turned around looking at Jimin with its scary green eyes. Jimin stepped back shaking his head.

"Leave me alone," he whispered softly, looking at the doll. When Taehyung turned his head to the doll it moved back to its original position.

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Thank you for reading, i shared some of Jimins story here. but not to much hehe. I will see you in the next update!

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