𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀..... | 𝗷𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 |

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jimin pov
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"Park Jimin get down here! Now!" My father yells from downstairs making me sigh heavily. Nothing good ever happens when he's home. I swiftly make my way down the stairs not wanting to be yelled at for being sluggish.

"So what you just sit in your room while your mothers here being a slut?" He aggressively stomps towards me and grabs the neck of my shirt. He backs us up to the wall and sneers when I don't answer.

"In my fucking house!" His veins keep popping out of his neck and I know the situation all too well. He's going to hit me until he feels content.

"You're a useless, weak crybaby Jimin." He smirks a little before shoving me to the ground. Please just get it over with. Make it quick.

"You need to toughen the fuck up." I can feel him gripping a chunk of my hair harshly as he forces me to look at him.

"When did I raise you to be such a bitch?" His hand comes down on my cheek leaving a painful sting. I can't cry or he'll only hit me more.

"And you!" He points to my mother.

"When I leave this house you are still my wife! You don't get to have boyfriends or friends or anyone! If you live here I am your husband and you'll do whatever I fucking say." He growls slapping her next. My crying mother only nods and starts apologizes profusely.

"I don't want to hear another word out of your dirty mouth." She flinches at his harsh words and doesn't say anything else. The room falls silent for a second.

"I need a drink. Get the fuck up and get me one."He demands from my mom before turning his attention back to me now.

"When there are men in this house that aren't me.... you need to call me!" His knuckles collide with my cheek sending my head flying to the side.

"You don't get to protect your whore of a mother!" Another pinch this time on the other cheek. I feel dizzy from the pain in my jaw... It might be fractured.

"Be a fucking man Jimin! Get up!" I guess he got tired of punching me in the face. I feel him grip my arm and lift me up. My legs are wobbly as my anxiety and fear makes me tremble.

"You look pathetic." His shoe strikes my abdomen making me crash into the wall behind this. I can't take the agonizing pain anymore. I can't help the tears falling from my eye. Please just make this stop. Please kill me here and now.

"Y-Your drink." The man snatches the drink making her flinch.

"Now go away this is between Jimin and I." I can see her look over his shoulder and at me. I notice the way her eyes widen in shock. He's never beaten me this badly. It hurts so badly.

"But-" She says something I'm guessing in my defense. He hits her again making her cry out in pain and I hate that I feel bad for her. After everything she's done to me.

"Get out!" She sprints up the stairs leaving me to fend for myself as usual. He walks away and into the kitchen. I use this time to catch my breath but moving my jaw is so painful. I hear water running and the opening and shutting of the fridge or freezer.

"Get in here Jimin." I push myself off of the wall and whimper at the throbbing of my stomach. Did he break a rib? As I walk into the kitchen I spot the sink filled with ice and water.

"Come here." He points to the ground right next to him. I'm scared I don't know what this is about. He's doing things he's never done before. I hesitantly make my way in front of the sink and grips a chunk of my hair again. Yanking it back making me stare at the ceiling.