Crazy Baby

Chapter 12; Park Jimin

      It's worse than I thought. Way worse. I carefully turn onto my side to look down at my best friend's sleeping face. He looks sweet and innocent cuddling up with his stuffie. I peck his forehead before silently leaving the bed and his room for Dr. Kim.
     I'm not stupid. Far from it. Before my accident, I'm told my IQ was quite high. I know what the tumor has done to me as well as my capabilities. I also know I'm not going to live much longer. I wonder how that will effect Jin. I've never told him I'm going to die, just that my brain is sick.
     I'm aware that my mind likes to revert to a younger age than I actually am. Even as a ten year old, though, I'm very bright. I know what's going on here. It didn't take much to put two and two together. I know Dr. Kim is not a good man-It makes me think about how Jin used to be scared of him and complain about the sessions with him.
     I know Dr. Kim took him-kidnapped him from the hospital. I think he's done much worse, though. I've looked into him and his behavior and have come to some conclusions. He's a murderer. I know he's murdered a nurse. I saw him do it but I'll never tell. Again-I'm not stupid.
     Maybe Jin belongs here. If he doesn't get his meds soon...I don't know what will happen. I just know it'll be nothing good. Idly...I wonder if I'll end up on his list of casualties.

I find Dr. Kim in the basement. I chew on my bottom lip as I approach him. He raises a brow at the sight of me. "Can I help you? Was he too hyper?" He asks as his eyes stay focused on his papers.
I swallow hard. "Have you got his medicine?" My voice comes out shaky.
He pauses and puts the papers down. "I did get them." He mutters vaguely.
"Are you going to make him take them?"
He smiles wickedly at me. "Would you like me to force you to take yours as well. If he doesn't want or need them then it's fine right now." He sighs.
"But he's not fine. He's bad. Really bad." I huff.
"Did he hurt you?" He asks, amused.
"No." I grit out.
"Has he said something or done anything to make you uncomfortable? You knew what you were getting into here and I warned you many times to change your mind. It's too late to doubt and regret. What happens happens and there's nothing for it. Are you scared of him?" He asks, sounding intrigued.
I think about it. "No. I'm not scared of him. I'm worried about him. He's going to keep changing. Become manipulative and aggressive." I try.
He laughs. "You think I don't know that? I'm his psychiatrist! I'm his doctor and have read his real file. I can handle it-the question is...can you?"
There's a challenge in his voice and I stiffen. "I can. He's my best friend and I want to be with him. No matter what." I say calmly.
He nods after several observing moments. "I believe you, Park Jimin, which is why I agreed. Usually there's only one way one ends up in my house and it's not pleasant. Besides Seokjin-you're the first I've brought home for other non violent reasons." He smirks.
I snort. "I don't think that's true. I think you just want to see if he ends up killing me or not. I think bringing me here is only an experiment." I conclude evenly.
He raises a brow. "Impressive. Very smart, kid."
"I'm stronger than I look." I mutter.
He scoffs. "Never said you weren't. I believe theres much more to you than meets the eye. I can't wait to see what the future beholds."
"Am I going to be locked down here? Permanently?" I ask.
He glances around. "Yes but I'll allow Jin to come down anytime. Don't worry-I'll be nice and give you a decent room. Your bed and things will be here tomorrow." He pauses. "You have one job here in order to stay alive, Jimin. Keep Jin entertained. If he grows tired of you or he snaps...there is no leaving, I hope you understand."
"Perfectly." I whisper. I do. I understand what I'm in for.
       He chuckles and I notice his eyes traveling over my body. I cross my arms, anxious.
     "Come here, now." He rumbles and pats his thigh. Feeling a little sick but expecting this...I do as I'm told. I sit on his lap as he nuzzles my neck. "You smell just like Jin. My sweet baby boy." He smirks.
     I swallow hard. "J-Jin will be mad." I whimper as his hand caresses my thigh while his lips begin sucking on my neck. I gasp in surprise as a sharp pain emanates from my neck and he pulls back, licking his lips. I look ahead into the mirror over the wall to see a dark bruise right under my jaw.
     He releases me and lets me stand on shaky legs. "Go to bed, Jimin. Sleep well." He winks.
     I nod and run up the stairs back to Jin's room only to freeze in the doorway at Jin's angry form on the bed. He's sitting straight up with arms crossed. His eyes take over my form. "Where were you?" He grumbled.
     I slowly walk forward and sit beside him. "I'm s-sorry Jinnie. I was thirsty." I lie.
     He studies me for a long time before nodding. We get back into bed and I'm pulled back into his embrace. He buries his face in my neck, pulling back suddenly with a grunt. "What's that?!" He demands and turns the light on. I panic and cover the mark as he glares at me.
     "Is that from daddy?!"