OVERDOSE | Y.MIN (18+) #Wattys2018 (DISCONTINUED)

05: Protection

(I'm not depressed any more hoes....let's get on with this shitty chapter...) 

WARNING!!!: This chapter contains sensitive content so I'm warning y'all now.

Yoongi P.O.V

I stomp up the stairs to my room and slammed the door shut.

Since when have those two been so close.

I brush off the thoughts an lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, a rush of serenity came over me. Allowing me to drift off to sleep but my phone ringing pulled me out of my daze.

I turn over to check the caller I.D, it read 'Unknown'. Out of curiosity, I answered the call.

"Hello," I said coldly because my peace was disturbed.

"Hello, Yoongi,"

At that moment I regretted picking up the phone. I heard the voice that I tried so hard to forget, the memories, the pain, and the betrayal.

My heart dropped and my anger was dancing along my skin causing my blood to boil.

The person I never wanted to hear again,




My father 

♠

*Flashback* 15 years ago

Author's P.O.V

It was the second week after Yoongi's mom had passed away. His caretaker had just taken him out of the bath.

She asked him what he would like to wear to sleep and he didn't answer her, e just continued to look into nothingness.

Yoongi hasn't spoken in two weeks. He couldn't muster the courage to speak after witnessing the life leave her eyes. He looked up and locked eyes with her murderer. His father

Ever since then he hasn't spoken a word. He watched his father take everything his mother had. Her wealth, her home, her company and her life.

His caretaker tucked him into his bed and said, "If you have any nightmares you can always come to my room down the hall, Okay?" Yoongi just nodded his head.

She turned the light off and closed the door.

But the real nightmares begin when the lights were off and the doors were closed. Yoongi clutched on to the blanket, praying that he wouldn't come tonight.

WARNING: SENSITIVE CONTENT!!!! I WARNED YOU HOES.

Ever since his mother died, Yoongi's father would come into his room and violate him. Making Yoongi touch him in places that no child should touch on a middle-aged man. Every time the child would try to protest, yellow and purple marks were on his skin the next day.

Tonight, was no different than the others. He would enter and lock the door for their little 'sessions'.

But, this night Yoongi's father went farther.

He flipped the young child's body over. He stripped Yoongi of his clothes throwing them somewhere in the room. He inserted his member into the small frail child, penetrating the child. Yoongi let out the most ear-piercing scream when his father began to trust in and out of him. After some time, Yoongi slipped out of the event into the deep pits of his mind.

The next morning, Yoongi was found naked on his bed and marks all over his body, cum and blood dried on his skin.

The sight frightened the maid. She fell down to her knees and cried.