Dad's a MONSTER | BTS Ff (ON-HOLD)

curiosity killed the cat

"Shh shh shh it's okay"..................

Yoongis pov....

" I have to go" Miya tried to get up but I pushed her back down.

"Why, go where, miya you ok? " She looked at me again sighing.

"What time is it now? "

"Why? "

"Yoongi just- please" She looked at me with her glossy eyes, I looked down at my watch.

"3: 46pm"

"I-i oh my gosh, I have to, I have to go home. I-i m sorry" She pushed me and ran. I could see that she was crying but I couldn't stop her.
It has been about 2 hours since school ended. Somehow in the middle of me calming her down taehyung left.
Curiosity filled my mind.

'Why does miya have to get home? What were those text messages? "

You know what they say curiosity killed the cat

I got up and decided to follow miya, not meaning to sound like a pervert but aye.
She's walking down the street and stops at a food place. China Dragon, I watch her from afar walk-in. She didn't get any food but they gave her a Chinese tea for free. It seems like they know each other. She mouthed the words 'thank you' and left.
She gulped the tea down like it was the first thing she's ever drank.
She throws the can away by a nearby trash can and continues her journey. Eventually
She reaches this small worn down house, she goes inside!

Is it her House? I watch a man pull in the driveway, is that her brother? No too old. Wait...... Dad?... Shit
He gets out and slams the car door. Quickly I hide behind a nearby trash can.
He opens the front door staggering.

Is he drunk?

I try to look closer but then the trash can falls shit shit shit. He turns around and clearly I can see a beer bottle. Fucking drunk. He ignores me and heads back in the house. That motherfucker left the door open. I sneak my way closer so I can see them, far enough to where I can't hear but I can see. He starts to yell. HE FUCKING THROWS THE BOTTLE WLFFF!!?!?

the bottle hits her right on the head. She fell to the ground and now is barely Caunsious. He. Kicks. Her. Kicks!!!! Like tf dude. I move to the front yard behind another set of trashcans. I can hear now.

3rd pov.........

"So... Youuuu did*hiccup* didn't clean huh? " Miyas dad said staggering to her

"No sorry, I'll clean it all, I-i didn't have ti-"

*crash... Thump*

He threw the empty bottle at her head. Not the first time. Miya falls and lays there, she can't move due to her head hurting so bad.

*kick, punch, kick, push, stab*

Miya was half Caunsious now and her father still kicked the living shit out of her.
The glass was now cutting even further into her skin.
She screamed out in pain, her voice wasn't there. It sounded like a tire deflating. Her throat hurt so bad she couldn't talk.

"Huh pathetic, I have such a disrespectful, PATHETIC DAUGHTER"

he kicks one last time.
Soon after her father got off and passed out on the couch.
Miya layed there. She couldn't move the pain was too much, hell it hurt to breath. She wanted it to end.

YoongI waited to make sure her father passed out. He ran inside scooping miya in his arms. She hissed in pain but stayed.

"Miya why didn't- didn't you tell me? "

"I.... Mmmmmm.... Sss....rrR....ry" She mumbled out not pronouncing the 'o' in sorry. She was barely awake. Barely breathing. Her eyelids fought against themselves trying to stay awake. (Stay woke) srry

YoongI pulled out most of the glass from her skin. Miya Hissing each time one came out.

"Almost done kitten hold on... Oneeeee more*pick* there"
Miya groaned in pain. The last one was the worst.
She ignored the pet name.

"Let's go" YoongI said carefully as he picked up miya.
Half way to his house miya mumbled

"N-o.... Hosp- hospit-als"

"What why? " YoongI looked at her lolled head trying to look up at him.

"... B-ad pebblee" (People) she couldn't talk well, she had a small concussion.
'This means that later on she won't be able to remember much'

"Okay, how does my place sound? Hmm? " YoongI was going to take her to his place anyway but still asked.

"Hmmmm-ssure I dun caReeE"

'This is going to be fun' yoongi thought.

A sigh escaped his lips know in that he would probably have to tell her what happened, and hope for her not to freak out, or have a panic attack.
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Hiya there,,, has I got problems rn so I didn't get to update as fast but today I hope I can publish this and another chapter. Fingers crossed. Also ya author hasn't been eating good and sleep in sooo mind the mistakes I'm tired.
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