The Troubled [COMPLETED]

Chapter one

Everything had went black and before I knew it I woke up in a white room wires attached to my arms, heart monitor beside me making beeping sounds tracking my steady heart rate, a machine helping me to breathe.

I looked around to see if anyone from my family was there with me but no. I guess it wasn't a nightmare at all instead it was reality, my new reality. My body felt numb yet I wanted to sit straight up and scream at the top of my lungs for help. I saw a nurse come into the room, she hit the red button that was beside the bed as a bunch of other nurses and doctors came rushing into the room.

They were shouting questions left and right at me and all I wanted to do was tell them to be quiet. One doctor had finally approached me, "Hello miss, my name is doctor Kim, do you know where you are?" He asked me. I nodded my head to show that I understood, "Do you know why your here?" He asked. I tried to think but nothing came to mind all I could think of was that I had no family here with me.

They probably were in the waiting room waiting to get the news that their baby girl is alright. I gave a slight shake of my head, making him sigh, "You had been strangled and beaten pretty bad in your house. If it wasn't for your neighbors you could've been dead by now. But you aren't now I'm going to let you get some rest for a bit." He then left the room.

I stared blankly at the white ceiling playing back what had happened to me earlier, then it occurred to me. How long have I been here for? After a while the doctor came back in, "You've been in here for three months almost. Based on how long your already 7 since your birthday had passed while you were in here." I looked to him with wide eyes as I couldn't believe the new information that was given to me.

(Magical Time skip because I'm too lazy)

It's been 5 months now that I've been in here. The doctor, mr. Kim even though he lets me call him Jin he takes good care of me. He got me all caught up with everything that I've missed out on from when I was in my coma. Basically that night I went to go and break up the fight between my parents resulted in my father shooting my mother after he had strangled me and cut me with pieces of the broken glass from his beer bottle.

I still never found out what happened to my brother but it doesn't matter, he left me and never bothered to even show up for me. I got news that I'll be in foster care for a while since I have no family but Jin also wasn't willing to put me in an orphanage. We've become pretty close over these past few months together.

It was finally the day that I would be let go from the hospital, a man name Kim Namjoon was going to help and find me a family to stay with until I get adopted. I waited an packed my stuff when Jin had come in with another man, "Zoey this is my husband Namjoon and he is also the man who is going to help and find you a nice family to stay with." He then looked to Namjoon, "Listen you take amazing care of her or so help me!" Jin started.

Namjoon placed his hands on top of Jin's shoulders making him steady, "Don't worry I'll make sure she's in the best of the best family ever." He said and gave Jin a peck in the lips making me gag. I always did that whenever I saw others kiss it just made me gag but then again I was just immature so I didn't understand any of it.

After a year of looking for the 'perfect' family I had started to find doubt that anyone would want me. I'm now 8 and I still have no family. Namjoon and I had become close as he was trying to help me but it was no use I was starting to lose hope in ever having a family again.

All I wanted was to have my mom and brother back that's all. After what felt like forever Namjoon had finally found a couple to take care of me except I didn't care anymore, I had been in and out of families, nobody ever wanted to keep me because I was always 'too quiet' or I didn't seem 'innocent' enough. I knew more beyond my years. What did they expect me to be some kind of 2 year old who still played dress up.