Chapter 4

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THEY LET SUECHEON GO.

Suecheon had a lot of connections, and a lot of them were in the political world, he also had a strong PR team along with a lot of good lawyers working for him, and thus, he used his connections to get released, even though the police took him to the station for questioning, the actor knew the police chief very well, he was let go in the morning as they had to keep him overnight or else the CPS would be suspicious, the lawyers and politicians that Suecheon was friends with quickly got the CPS' voices sealed so that they could not do anything, all in exchange for a few packets of a certain....white coloured powder.

Yes, you heard that right, the law let a child-abuser, alcholist and drug addict run free in the world in exchange for drugs.

Even though drugs are frowned upon in South Korea, they had not a single scare in the world, they were so powerful and influential that they could get away with all the crimes every known to mankind.

Namra, who had gone to sleep happily last night -after who knows how many nights that were spent in agony or tears- was now scared to death, she was cornered in her own house's living room, her sons hiding behind her as all of them cowered in fear of the figure standing over them; Baek Suecheon.

When Namra opened her eyes in the morning, the first thing she saw was, her husband, staring down at her whilst she slept, his head cocked to the side as he smiled creepily at her.

"Miss me, honey?" He spoke in a mocking tone, venom lacing his words.

Screaming and agonizing sounds insued, this time, not only his family members but all of the staff that ratted him out were beat, senselessly.

No one was in good shape by the time Suecheon stopped.

Meanwhile at the orphanage, Yoongi and Taehyung were adjusting and blending in well, the other orphans were not mean to them because they understood the duo's pain, although some younger orphans got scared by Taehyung's blood red eyes and scar, but they eased up when they saw the boy's bubbly nature.

"Yah! Taehyung-ah! Don't steal my stationery, you pabo!" Yoongi yelled as he chased his brother through the orphanage. The other kids joined in either siding with Yoongi or Taehyung.

"Na,na,na,na, you can't catch me, hyung!" The younger teased as he sped off.

What Taehyung did not see was the orphanage headmistress; Hye-Da walking through the corridor which was on the left, the boy bumped into someone and gasped when he saw who it was, "Headmistress noona!"

"Yah! Taetae, are you stealing your hyung's stationery?" Hye-Da scolded playfully.

The boy giggled in response as he held out the different array of pencils and erasers clutched in his tiny fists.

"Aish, you silly kid! Don't you want your hyung to succeed in his studies?" She asked, picking the five year old up.

"Noona?" The boy called, his eye gleaming with curiosity, "Why do we have to study?" He asked, blinking curiously, "Why should everyone suc-suced?" The boy groaned, having difficulties pronouncing the word.

"It's 'succeed'," Hye-Da giggled at the cuteness of the kid, "We study so we can get a job, earn money, live a good life, make our family proud and learn more about the world in which we live." She explained.

"So if Taetae and Yoonie hyungie study...mommy and dad will be proud and come to take us back home?" The five year old asked, his head cocked to the side as a spark of hope flashed in his eye.

"Uh...yeah! If you both study well, your parents will come to take you back!" Hye-Da lied.

"Ooh! Taetae wants to study!" Taehyung squealed, clapping his hands excitedly.

Jin winced for the umpteenth time as the nurse tended to his wounds, he had three cracked ribs and some nasty cuts on his arms, he saw his dongsaengs lying defeated in the corner of the room, covered in bandages, he felt tears prick his eyes as he thought about his oldest and second youngest dongsaeng, worried about what they might be suffering through.

'Come back home soon, my dear brothers...' He prayed in his mind.


A/N:

I know this was like super short, but I could not figure out what to write, I am going to do a time skip in the next chapter though, be prepared for that! 


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