My Demons ( BTSxJIMIN )

The story of Jimin's history (pt 2)

{Triggerwarning}

 Descriptions of child abuse & sexual assault read at your own risk 

-PLEASE SKIP THE CHAPTER IF IT'S TOO MUCH-

{Jimin's Past}

I tried to push him away but it was no use; I was too weak my little body couldn't do much. He slapped me and then grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. I whimpered as he leaned into my ear, growling, "You are an ugly fat pig. You should never have been born into this world. You're nothing but a piece of trash. The world would be better off without you and I know I'm much happier when you're not around, but before I get rid of you, let's have some fun."

 He removed me from the wall and threw me onto the bed, looming over me. I started to whimper and cry as I felt his hands move over my stomach and then to the top of my pants. His cold voice screamed at me, "Shut up you whore! I know you want this. You taste so much better than your slutty, whore of a mother." I tried to fight with everything inside me I screamed and started kicking hoping to get away. 

I could feel the tears flowing down my face, as I remembered all the images of my mother. He ripped off my shirt and his cold hands moved down my chest. He slowly began taking off his clothes and all I could think was, "N-No I want my Mommy... Mommy will save me... I need to wait for Mommy."

He got really mad when I managed to scratch his face he grabbed my hands and tied them together. He slid his wet, warm tongue down my chest and I could hear his dark laughter as he stopped at my pants. He then unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off me, along with my underwear. He harshly turned me onto my stomach and forced my legs apart. I felt his nails digging into my thighs as I cried into the pillow. I kept trying to fight but it wasn't working. I'm scared... I want to leave here. 

I could feel something large and hard trying to enter me. Something was being forced inside me and I screamed into the pillow, "Ahhh, stop! Pull it out, it hurts!" I cried in pain but he kept going and blood started to run down my legs. He started thrusting more deeply and faster, and I screamed out, this pain my little mind couldn't comprehend I didn't understand what he was doing to me but it hurt so bad. It hurt so much and I felt like I was being torn apart.

I could feel something being left inside me. He then released himself inside me and pulled out with a groan, saying, "Hmmm, you were nice and tight - much better than your mother." I started crying even harder, trying to ignore the pain that was shooting through my small body. All I could think was "What did I do am I a bad boy?... Am I getting punished for being bad? Mommy help me... Please?" Tears continued to fall. 

That's when I heard a voice calling to me. It said, "Hey, kid, stop crying. You're too precious to be crying little one." I sniffed and asked, "Who are you?" The voice answered, "Well, call me Minne. I will be your protector and I will save you... All you have to do is give me control."

I hesitated for a moment, but then all the memories hit me and I said, sniffing, I needed help so I could see my Mommy she is waiting on me. "Okay, Minnie. I give you control."

To be continued