Jimin Protectors ' Book 1 '

Chapter 55 '✅'

Author's POV :

It had been two agonizing days since the nightmare began, each passing moment a torturous reminder of the childhood horrors Jimin had endured. The darkness that surrounded him now surpassed anything he had ever known. Tied to the chair his uncle harshly put him in, trapped in this lonely, dark room, Jimin felt his hope fade.

No bite of bread had reached his dry lips, no sip of water had eased his thirst. Weakness drained the little strength left in his frail body. The belt marks from his uncle's beatings scarred him inside and out. His once bold cries were now quieted by hopelessness, and Jimin wondered if anyone would ever hear him again.

As the hours stretched on, an overwhelming question haunted his thoughts. Would he die by himself in this awful place? Doubt gnawed at his soul. Had his hyungs forgotten about him so quickly? Were they truly going to abandon him here? And Noona, had she already given up hope to find him?

The hurt of being possibly abandoned stung worse than any physical pain his uncle inflicted. This deep sorrow threatened to shatter his fragile heart, leaving him with a crushing emptiness. In this moment of hopelessness, Jimin's trust faltered, and the burden of his terrible situation became too heavy to bear.

Unable to bear the torment any longer, Jimin's voice emerged, filled with a mixture of yearning and desperation. "Hyung... why have you left me here?" he whispered, his plea echoing through the desolate room. "Please, come and rescue me from this living nightmare. Noona, I miss your touch so much. How can I find a way out of this darkness? I can't even bring myself to end it all."

The creaking door pierced the silence, revealing the vile figure responsible for shattering Jimin's life. Won, the cause of his pain, stepped in with an evil smile, enjoying the view of his defeated victim.

Won : "Good evening, my little slut," he sneered, his voice dripping with sadistic delight. "Why the tears? We have a party tonight, and your guests expect to see your happy face. You need to entertain then , this is your role after all .. it won't be good for you to fail in your life propose , right !"

Jimin flinched as his uncle's grimy hand grazed his cheek, a wave of revulsion surging through him. The touch felt like a violation, a sickening intrusion that made his skin crawl and his stomach churn. In his weakened state, he was trapped, unable to pull away from the repulsive contact, which deepened his sense of helplessness. Each second of that vile touch burned into him, stirring a mix of fear, disgust, and despair, as if his very spirit recoiled from the man who had already stolen so much. The moment lingered like a stain, amplifying the torment of his captivity and leaving him feeling more broken, as though his uncle's cruelty had seeped into his very being.

Jimin : "D-Don't touch me!" he managed to choke out, his voice laced with fear and revulsion.

Won's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling symphony of madness. "Oh, don't worry, my dear Jimin. Tonight, you'll experience more than just a miri touch," he taunted, his words laced with unimaginable horrors.

Tears streamed down Jimin's face, his spirit crushed under the weight of disbelief. He couldn't fathom the depths to which his life had sunk. In the depths of his despair, he silently pleaded with God to save him, to bring him a glimmer of hope. But as his hope fade, a flicker of strength ignited within him, fueled by the memories of his hyungs and IU's smile.

In the corners of his mind, Jimin pictured their faces, heard their voices, and felt their steady love. IU Noona's gentle words rang in his heart, pushing him to keep going and trust in their connection. In his bleakest moment, a soft promise whispered in his thoughts, comforting him that his dear hyungs would save him.

As the night descended, two ugly figures entered the dimly lit room, their intentions unmistakable. Fear gripped Jimin's trembling form as he realized the horrors that awaited him. But in the depths of his terror.

The moment arrived, the men closing in, their intentions sinister and cruel.

M1 : " wow you didn't lie Won when you said he is beautiful " The first man, eyeing Jimin greedily from head to toe, said with a twisted grin, Jimin, helpless, squeezed his eyes shut, desperate to block out the nightmare unfolding.

M2 : " What do you think buddy , share or one by one ??! "

M1 : " I would love to share buddy " he smirked and Won stood ready with his camera, eager to capture their vile act.

But just as despair threatened to consume Jimin and his heart was about to explode out of his chest , the door exploded open, revealing a blaze of courage. Jimin's hyungs stormed into the room, their eyes ablaze with fury, ready to wage war against the darkness that had ensnared him.

Jimin didn't open his eyes he still waiting the filthy touch that will destroy the remaining of his sanity

A violent clash erupted as his hyungs fought with unrivaled strength and unwavering devotion. The room became a battleground, with the sounds of grunts, cries, and shattering hopelessness echoing off the walls

the 5 rook care of the 3 old men and Yoongi ran to Jimin who was still closing his eyes

Yoongi : " Jimin , Jimin .. i'm here i'm sorry " Jimin was shaking his head left and right desperately trying to free himself out of Yoongi's hold , Yoongi was holding him with a single arn and with the other was trying to untie his tide limps.

Jimin : " NOO PLEASE DON'T TOUCH ME , YOONGI HYUUUUUUUUUUNG PLEASE SAVE ME " Jimin was screaming his lungs out couldn't realize that he is already in his hyung's arms

Yoongi : " Jimin , little one , I'm here , your hyung .. Open your eyes please " Yoongi hold Jimin's face in his palms trying to put some sense in his little kid

the moment Jimin opened his eyes

Jimin : " Appa !! You are here " the word took Yoongi back but the kid that he used to consider as his son is calling him Appa .. after all his mistakes and pain that Jimin has to endure cause of Yoongi's Unfulfilled promises

Yoongi : " Yes Jiminie your Appa is here .. You are safe .. no one gonna touch you " Jimin broke in a heavy set of cries as he can't believe he is safe now .

As Jimin's hyungs fought valiantly to protect him from the clutches of darkness, a piercing gunshot shattered the air. Time seemed to freeze as the room filled with the acrid scent of gunpowder. Panic surged through Jimin's veins as he witnessed the unthinkable unfold before his eyes.

Yoongi, the one who just called him Dad who had become a pillar of strength and support, crumpled to the ground, clutching his bleeding shoulder. The horror of the situation threatened to overwhelm Jimin, his mind racing to comprehend the magnitude of the tragedy that had unfolded.

Jimin : "APPA!" Jimin's voice trembled with a mixture of fear and desperation, his heart pounding in his chest. "No, please, don't leave me. Not after everything we've been through! you promised you will not leave me ! You can't do this .."

Jimin crawled towards Yoongi's fallen form, his hands trembling as he desperately tried to stem the flow of blood. Tears streamed down his face, his voice choked with emotion. "Appa, please, stay with me. Don't give up. You can't leave me now."

Jin couldn't tolerate the pain this guy enlist on his family so it leashed the devil on him as Won aimed the gun at Jimin, Jin swiftly stabbed him in the heart with a sharp iron rod, killing him instantly.

Jungkook shouted, "Hyung, no!"