His Bodyguard || p.jm ff

Chapter 16

A tear rolls down your cheek but you instantly wipe it so that Jimin wouldn't see, but another after another came, and soon later you were crying.

Jimin looks at you with pity.

You haven't told anyone your story and your background, but everything thing changed once you met Jimin.

It felt good letting it out, but it did hurt remembering the memories, or more like scars, you had.

Jimin wipes your tears and pulls you into a hug so you two are now in a cuddling position.

"You don't have to go on if you're not ready to tell me" Jimin says as you lay on his arm.

"I want to" you say and wipe the rest of the tears on your face

A couple months has passed without your dad. Your mom has been miserable. She's been drinking nonstop and going into clubs by herself and always ends up wobbling to the living room to sleep on the couch.

You, your young self, would have to look after her. Making sure she doesn't get a cold, making sure she's eating well, and overall, just making sure she's healthy.

It was hard doing this at a young age, but it didn't stop you from doing what you have to do.

One day, the bill check came in.

You were in your room, studying and doing homework, until you hear a loud slam on the dinner table.

You drop your pencil and go to the kitchen to see what happened.

You peek and saw your mom on the phone yelling.

"What do you mean I can't live here? This is my house" she says in a drunk tone.

Your mom stopped working after the incident with your dad and you received no money, meaning you had less meals and less everything.

Everything was going downwards. You step into the kitchen and your mom spots you.

"Sweetie" she calls out with her drunk-tone. "We have to leave" she says and rests her head on the table.

"What do you mean" you ask.

"Mommy doesn't have money anymore. We have to go"

You run to your room and cry into your pillow.

Where would you go?
Where would you live?

You look at your bedside table that had a picture of your family. The happy one you loved.

You cry even more and put down the frame so you wouldn't have to see it anymore. You were beyond confused as a kid and just wanted your happy family back again.

Everything is gone.

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The next day you wake up and you see the stuff in your closet gone.

"Wait-" you hear you mom say and your bedroom door opens.

"Y/n" you pause as you see your dad standing next to your mom. Your mom was trying to pull him away from you.

He doesn't say anything, and instead he grabs you from the arm and pulls you with him. Your mom quickly grabs your other hand and tugs hard.

"Let go of her!" She yells and you start to panic.

"What's happening? Why are you taking me away?" You yell at your dad and you use your strength to pull your arm away from him.

"Your mom does not deserve you. She's all messed up, I mean look at her! Do you want a mother like this one?" Your dad yells and you look at your mom.

"She's still my mom, and I understand her. She's like this because of you!" You yell into your dad's face.

Your dad freezes.

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be doing this right now. We would be a happy family just like before. When we didn't worry about anything. But everything changed because of you" you say and you hug your mom.

Your mom cries.

"You can't take her, she's mine" Your mom says and she hugs you back.

Your dad sighs angrily.

"She'll be mine soon" he leaves the house and goes into his brand new car to his new girlfriend's house.

"Mom" you say and you burry your face into her belly to cry. "I want this to stop. I miss our old family" you say she holds you tight.

"I'm sorry sweetie, for doing this to you, but promise something to me" you look up at her. "Don't leave me, promise?" She holds out her pinkie and you wrap your pinkie around it.

"Promise" you say and give a weak smile.

"I loved my mom. I was always a mom daughter" you hug Jimin tighter.

Jimin plays with your hair, listening closely to your story.

"I thought I'd never see my dad again.. until he found us"

You were walking back to your mom with some plastic bottles for you to recycle so you could get more money.

You no longer had a house, and no food. You had a hard time. While you were walking to your mom, a tall figure stopped right in front of you.

"Are you y/n" you look up and saw a police officer and you instantly freeze.

You nod. "Yes I am, why?"

"Come with me" he grabs your arm in an instant and you yell.

"Why are you taking me!" You yell but he ignores you. You tug away as hard as you can, but it was no use. Your strength wasn't  strong enough to run away because you were still a kid "Mom!" You yell.

Your mom hears you and she stands up running towards you. While running, she spots you being dragged away. You look at your mom and she sprint towards you.

"Mom!" You yell one more time before your shoved in the car.

"Y/n!" Was the last thing you ever heard from her.

And the last time you'll ever see her.

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Sorry for the amount of grammar errors..