𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 ||𝐉𝐉𝐊 (𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴)

Chapter 23

The doe eyed boy sat on the hood of the police car with a blanket wrapped around his tiny figure. His parents were not far talking to the police. The cold breeze sending chills on his thin body.

He was finally released from the confinement of that crazy woman. But a trauma had made home into his young delicate mind. He could still feel her presence. He could feel her long nails scratching his soft skin. She was now in the vicinity of the jail bars but feared that she would return and come for him again.

The police were interrogating his parents. He wished that they hurried quickly so he could go home and sleep in the arms of his mother.

Days went and Jungkook was becoming numb. He no longer smiled, ate or played like the children of his age. The police told his family that the woman was mentally ill.she had lost her own child and she lost her mind from the loss. She kidnapped Jungkook to fill the space of her dead child. She was now dead after getting into a brutal fight with an inmate.

Yet, he could feel his stomach churn into nausea by just the thought of her. She was visiting him in his dreams and snatching his peaceful sleep. His mother would sleep beside him and soothe him with her lullabies. His brother Eunwoo would come sit by him and talk to him only to converse with a wall.

The jeons took him to the best doctors and they all said the same thing. Jungkook can only be happy again if he learns to let go but the trauma that is too deep to leave his system. Mrs. Jeon cried blood tears thinking that her child would never be the same again. Jungkook was not her own son but she never treated him any less. She made sure to give him the same love and affection that Eunwoo received.

The Jeons prayers were finally answered when a little girl with pretty eyes in a pink frock came into their mansion with her father. Her father came to discuss a new business deal and a prospective partnership with Mr. Jeon. While the big men were engrossed in their business, the little girl sneaked out and climbed the giant stairs that were leading upstairs.

Her father had a big house too but this mansion was even bigger. She moved in circles as she marveled the scene around her. She absolutely loved the chandeliers above. She saw a door left ajar. She peeped to see a huge library and out of curiosity she took her little feet inside.

She saw a young boy staring at a page blankly. She hated how gloomy he looked. She likes it when everyone is happy and laughing.

She pulled the chair adjacent to him and plopped herself on it. She rested her face on her palm as she stared at the expressionless boy with a frown. She wanted to cheer him up. So she took the pencil in her tiny hand and drew a star from how the teacher at school taught her. Jungkook snapped out his trance and took the soft hands in his.

His doe eyes hooked in hers. Her eyes were sparkling and her plum lips curved into the most prettiest smile he has ever seen. For the first time he felt a light blooming in his heart by that smile.