Don't

Don't Control Him pt.3 (F)

I'm now 7 years old, so I've been living with Mr.Park- u-um I mean my father for 2 years now. And...I really like it. He's nice and paitent with me...and Jimin..

"Hey Chim, don't forget to do your homework."

I shot my basketball through the hoop that's in our front yard. "I did it at school already."

"Oh, okay good. I'm about to run to the store right quick, do you need anything?"

"Um..can I have some strawberry suckers?"

He chuckles at me and nods. "I don't mind picking up some. Make sure if you go in the house before I come back to take that ball in the house with you. I don't want anyone stealing it."

"Okay." He then pulls off and heads down the street.

"Good. Now we can use this time to pack our things and run away."

"No." The throw the ball in the hoop again. "I'm happy here, and so are you."

"Why the hell would I be happy?"

"When father celebrated our 6th birthday, you made me open up the gifts as fast as I could. Then you made me stuff myself with cake."

"Heh. That cake was good."

"Then why can't you just behave? Then we can stay and do that every year."

"It's not me that'll make us leave. You have to remember, no one wants a problematic child."

Hearing those words again make me tear up. I stop dribbling my ball and crouch down and start crying.

I hear a car pull up and assume it's my father, but then I hear a female voice. "What the f**k are you crying for?"

I quickly stand up and turn my full attention to her. She had long dark brown hair, brown eyes, and she looked angry. "I'll ask you again kid, why were you crying?"

"O-Oh it's nothing."

"Hm. Anyways, where's the owner of this home."

"My father told me not to talk to strangers."

"Your father? He adopted another kid?" Next thing I know the woman is picking me up in her arms and examining me closely. "You look basic, so what makes you so special?

"That you're a problematic child."

"Shut up." I say firmly. The woman then gives me a crazy look and slaps me across my face.

"Why would you do that?" I ask tearing up.

"Who the f**k do you think you're talking to!? Jin didn't teach you manners for sh*t!"

"Get the f**k away from my son." My dad said as he gets out of his car and slams the door. He quickly walks over to me and picks me up in his arms.

"Why the hell is he crying?! What the f**k did you do to him!?"

"I have taught him some discipline! The kid told me to shut up!"

"I wasn't talking to you!" I yell back at her and she raises her hand. My father glares at her and then looks back to me.

"Was it Jimin?" I nod quietly and then he sighs. "Go back in the house and stay there."

"Yes father." I grab my ball and I take one last look at the strange woman before I headed inside.

- Jin P.O.V.
"Why the hell are you here?"

"Who's Jimin?"

"None of your f**king business. Now get off of my property."

"Does he have MPD?" I stay silent. She hit it right on the nail.

"Ooh can I see the other personality??"

- Jimin P.O.V.
"Dad looks upset." I say as I stare out the window at him talking to that woman.

"It was rude for us to leave like that Chim. We should've introduced ourselves to her."

"No, dad told us to stay inside. And...she seems mean."

"She seems like my type of person."

"What do you-" Is the last thing I remember saying for blacking out.

- Jin P.O.V.
"Are you mad!? What person would ask that!?"

"I just wanna see what the other personality is like!!"

"He's not-"

"May I help you?" I turn around to see the owner of that voice was Jimin..but something is off.

"Chim, I told you stay in the house."

"Exactly you told Chim," He smirks at me and pushes his hair back. "I'm not Chim, I'm Jimin." I'm taken aback a little so all I do is stare at him as he walks over to Jihee and shakes her hand.

"My name is Jimin, It's nice to meet you miss."

"Finally, a kid with manners. My name is Jihee sweetheart." I regain my composure and pull Jimin back by his collar.

"Hey!"

"Go in the house right now and do not make me repeat myself."

"Tck, whatever." He grumpily walks back into the house and slams the door.

"HEY!"

"Hehe seems like you don't have control over your child."

"Mind your own business and leave."

"Fine I will, but I'll be back soon." She smirks and goes to her car. "Tell Jimin I said it was nice meeting him."

- Jimin P.O.V.
"What did you do? Why does Appa look mad?"

"You'll see in a few minutes."

"You're going to make me take the blame again aren't you!? That's not fair! You're always getting me in trouble!"

"Well, life's a b*tch Chim. So deal with it."

Suddenly, the old man bursts through the door and glares directly at me. I smirk and he stomps over and pulls on my wrist.

"I told you to stay in the house and you came out anyway! Then when I sent you back in, you slammed the door! You're going to have a harsh punishment young man!" He sits down on the couch and lays me down stomach flat in his lap.

"Let me go!" He swiftly spanks me making me wince from the pain. "Ow!"

"Hush your mouth! I don't want to hear a single peep out of you!" He lands another quick swat on my behind. I bite my lip and glare.

"Time to switch Chim."

- Jimin (Chim) P.O.V.
The last thing I remember hearing is his voice saying "Time to switch." But before I can register anything, a stinging pain resonates all over my lower side. "Oww!!!!!"

"Didn't I say not one peep!?" I realize the voice is dad's and he's spanking me for what Jimin did.

"D-Dad I'm not-OW!" The last swat was worst than the first, so I started crying. "Father please.." I beg him while looking at him through my tears. He quickly stops and stares at me in shock.

"Chim?" I nod slowly and continue to sob. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." He quickly pulls me up and wraps his arms around my back.

"D-Dad.." I say in between sobs.

"I'm so sorry Chim I didn't know." He rubs my back in circular motions, calming me down a little. I wrap my arms his neck and bury my face into his shoulder.

"I-I know...it's okay.."