Lost : Yoonmin

Chapter 1

Jimin POV

'Hello, Park Jimin. As you may know I've just come out of prison and as you have become a fat annoying pig. Let's start with 3/4 of your salary. Remember if you refuse, you know what happened to your mum. Also lose some weight fat pig, your pictures look like your a baboon. Meet me tomorrow at the park at 10pm and DO NOT BE LATE.
Bye pig'

I couldn't believe it. How was he out?
He took everything away from me. He killed my mother. I just broke down crying. How can this be happening? I just want to hide in a hole and never come out. Have I really put on weight?  Maybe I should lose some weight. I grab the scales.
125lbs!
What have I been doing to myself? I need to lose weight fast.
A knock at the bathroom door brought me back to reality.
"Are you done yet?". It was Kookie, I forgot he was waiting. "Sorry kookie im Coming now." I quickly replied. I quickly tried To clean myself up and splash my face with water. I open the door to see a concerned face of kookie. "Is everything ok?" "Yes kookie I'm fine" I try to walk away avoiding eye contact. "Are you sure?"
I nodded and ran into my room. I really hope he believed me.
I'm not sure how long I was lying in my room for but it wasn't long before I heard Jin shout for us to get ready to leave for practice. I quickly grabbed my practice stuff and left for the car.
In the car, I didn't speak to anyone, I was trying to think about what to say to my stepdad. Honestly it was all too real so I just zoned out. When we finally stopped the car after what felt like ever but it was probably only 10 minutes, I snapped back to reality and walked straight into the studio.
During practise I avoided eye contact of all members and tried just to focus on the choreography but it's harder than it looks.
I had already skipped breakfast in the morning but I honestly felt so sick. What was I going to do about my step dad? It's all I could think about. I decided to skip lunch and call my brother. After all I don't want my step dad to go after him.
I decide to go into one of the empty dressing rooms and try and call him.
As usual, it went to voicemail so I just left a message.
'Hey bro, I'm not sure if you know or not but our stepdad has got out of prison. If he threats you make sure you tell me straight away. Just stay away from him and I'll do his demands ok?
Stay safe'
I hate it when he doesn't answer my calls. I then open the text from my step dad. What on earth am I going to do? Maybe I'll meet him tonight? No no I can't he killed mum. I am just going to leave it and what's the worst he can do right?
I begin to pace up and down, it's good I miss lunch anyway, I need to lose weight. Im such a fat pig. Oh why can't anything ever be right? I just started to cry. How am I going to get through this? I give up.