Chapter Two
Save The Broken
Namjoon POV
I watched from the drive as the belt flew, casting a shadow.
This wasn’t right.
It couldn’t be right.
How could she do that to a child?
How could anyone do that to a child?
I sighed softly, she would be leaving after a while to whore around as always.
I was disappointed in her.
Disappointed in her greatly.
But it wasn’t my place to be disappointed in her.
So I waited.
I watched as she left the wretched place she dared to call home, frowning as she left the door wide open.
I sighed, going inside the house, taking the flight of stairs to where the poor boy laid.
I saw he was in a rather deep sleep, and it hurt me to do this to the poor boy.
I took out the serum, gently inserting the needle into his neck, pushing the plunger home.
I watched as the boy slowly relaxed, curling into the embrace of hs small stuffie.
I picked him up, carring the battered boy out and into the car.
“Is he asleep Namjoon?”
“Yes Seokjin, our boy is sleeping,”
“Will he be alright?”
“In time I guess, in time he should come to terms with his new life, though it would take longer I suppose, longer than most,”
“I just can’t stand to see him hurt like this Namjoon,”
“I know… it hurt Hoseok and Taehyung to see Yoongs and Chim like this y'know?”
“I guess you’re right Joon… let’s hope for the best anyway yeah?”
“Always,”
