The Lost (Jimin X Reader)

36- Always & Dress

Always

The days went on with everyone feeling down, I only kept thinking of my mom's words...

"I want you to know I love you, you were the best thing that has ever happened to me y/n. I know you both love each other, and please get married when you want. Don't let our deaths hold you back. You know the saying when one door closes another opens."

She would of never wanted us all to be down like this. She would be yelling at me, telling me to move on with my life. But it just hurts so much.

"Y/n." Someone calls for me. " Y/n." They repeat. "Y/n wake up already."

I open my eyes and see myself back in my old bedroom!

" Y/n baby please get up your father will be home anytime now. He wants you to be up." The women says again.

I look up to see my mom at my old bedroom door.

" Y/n please you father wants us to be awake when he gets home. I'm not sure what he wants to do but you need to get up." She says flustered.

I remember this, this was the day my mom was able to leave my father. I through the covers off of me and see my body. I mean my adult body, I'm not still 9 I'm 20. I slowly get up and follow my mom down the hall to the kitchen. I sit at the table and my mom hands me a small bowl of oats. I don't even speak but I hear my voice.

" But mom this is the 5th day in a row I ate oats. Is there anything else?"

" I'm sorry baby. I'll get you something different when I get a chance." She sounded to depressed.

She sits at the table and has a even smaller bowl of oats then me. I never even noticed how sad she had looked. She even gave me more to eat then herself. I feel awful. My father soon entered the house. Before all I knew is that he wanted me to be up for some strange reason, but I remember what happened here.

" Hey you little b****. I can't remember why we still decide to have you? You little worthless, mooching, piece of s***!" He yells at me.

I'm still terrified of him, even after all these years. I remember this now, he hit me and gave me a black eye. My mom jumps in front of me.

"Honey your drunk again aren't you?!" She says.

I hide behind her. Shaking in fear. By body just seems to be moving and speaking on its own.

" Get that little b**** out from behind you!" He yells again.

Then one thing at the time that I never expected to happen, happened.

" NO!" She looks him straight in the eyes and yell. " I don't even know why I let this go on for so long!"

She quickly grabbed my arm and ran outside with me running behind her. While my father stands there blankly for a second until he realized what was actually going on. But it was to later she had already had me in the back of our only car that he had just came home in. I looked back and saw him running towards us. Yelling and demanding for her to stop and stay. She shut her door and locked it. My father ran in front of the car before we even started moving and through his hands on the hood.

" STOP! Where do you have to go? I'm the only place left for you to go. And who else is going to be willing to talk care to that little b**** of a daughter of ours."

Instantly my mom answers.

" You were never willing to in the first place. I want her to have a better life then this!" She starts to tear up but keeps a stern, straight face. " I'm never bring her back to you! You...you As*ho**!"