Finding A Way -NamJin

Chapter 3: Bruised - Jin

Hoseok's pov:

I hate it. The way he treats us. How we have to put on fake smiles for Jungkook, and for us, so we don't break. I hate our house. I hate the feelings I have, but most of all. I hate the pain eomma has to go through. Every single day, he pulls through for us. Even though he can barely get by himself, he still makes time to love us.

Jin's Pov:

Later that night (once I woke up) I came out of my room and found my four, wonderful children. Baekhyun was attempting to make dinner. Jimin and Jungkook were dancing around to a Rapmonster song and Hoseok was drawing. I loved them all so much.

I sat down on the couch next to Hoseok and watched the little ones dance. After a few minutes my baby came and sat on my lap and Jimin sat next to me. "I love Rapmonster soooo much!"
"Yeah, Rapmonster was really popular, and then he just, was gone. You two are probably his biggest and only fans." Baekhyun added.

Over in the kitchen Baek was cooking away, and it actually smelled really good. "Mom, come see." He said waving me over. I went over and stood beside him. "You've learned well, this looks so good!"I cheered hugging my son. "Do we have to go to school tomorrow momma?" Jimin asked me from the living room. "I'm afraid so sweetie. You guys have missed a lot of schools lately. " I said and four 'uhhh's' came out. This made me laugh a little. "Jungkook, why are you upset, you don't even go to school?" I asked him.

Being 6, jungkook wasn't old enough to start school yet, plus we didn't have money to enroll him. So he comes with me to work to the daycare I run. "Oh yeah." He remembered. So silly.

"Dinners ready." Baekhyun called outputting a plate of pancakes on table. "Jimin, come set the table." He told his brother who came to help. Jimin took a bunch of plates and cups to the table alongside Jungkook who could only carry the forks and knives.

We all sat down and had an amazing dinner.

*in the morning*

Baekhyun's pov:

Mornings. Why. Do. They. Exist. Like why can't people just sleep all day, it would make so many people less grumpy, and then less and less bad stuff would happen. Because all those not morning people wouldn't want to murder anyone for waking them up. See, logic.

I looked up at the clock and- oh shit. 7:40. I jolted awake, got dressed and went out to the kitchen. "Hey bacon." Mom greeted me as I sat down at the table (Yes, we call one of our father's mom). "Hello human being." I responded. "Ready for school?" He asked me. "No," I said annoyed. He gave me a mom look, meaning I should probably change my answer. "Yessssss" I said smiling. "There we go," Hoseok smirked coming out of his room. Followed by Jungkook and Jimin. "Good morning, Hobi, Jungkookie and Chim chim." He smiled. "Let's get you the guys to school."

Mom dropped us off, and thus started another day. I walked through the front doors and went to find my locker. Trying to avoid, certain people. After I got my stuff I made my way to first class.

*after school*

Hoseok's pov:

The last bell rang which meant freedom. I came out of the doors with Baekhyun by my side, to find my father. He was there standing by his car, with Jimin in the back seat. Who the hell does he think he is?

I and Baek walked up to him slowly, trying to make sure it was safe. I could see my brother reaching for the small knife I had given him.

As we got closer to the car we could see that Jimin wasn't happy, and he did not want to be there. "Give him to us," Baekhyun demanded. "Get in." Our father told us ignoring Baek. When we wouldn't listen he pulled us into the car and started it up.

I was sitting in the front with him and could smell alcohol everywhere. I started to get worried as we drove towards the edge of town, also the opposite direction of our house. I looked behind me to see if my brothers were okay, and they both gave me nods of reassurance. The man I called my father was focusing on the road, not making a sound.

From behind me, I could hear Baekhyun starting to get restless. He plus tight, uncomfortable spaces was a no. Usually he would start to freak out and hyperventilate whenever we were alone with our dad, and I was scared to see if that would happen. Knowing him, it would just make my father angrier.

After we drove for another 10 minutes I could faintly hear wheezing noises coming from Baekhyun. As seconds passed, his heavy breathing grew louder and louder, and my dad became more and tenser. Tightening the grip on the steering wheel, when suddenly the car stopped.

no one's pov:

The older man got out of the car going straight to the backseat and grabbing one of his children from there collar. He dragged the younger out and immediately started whaling on him. Punching and kicking his stomach repeatedly.

The other kids in the car not knowing what to do. They both knew that Baekhyun could handle himself, they just weren't sure how much trouble he was in. Their father wouldn't badly hurt him, would he?