Chapter Four
Pulling the Brakes
Seokjin POV
My heart stopped.
He thought we were…
No…
It couldn’t be…
He continued speaking,” All my life, since I was six years old… it was either a beating… or I was raped!!!”
He breathed heavily,” I… was I a bad person in my past life? Was I a murderer? What… what did I do to deserve this? Why… why doesn’t anyone love me? Why have I always been on my own!?” he began to sob.
“Bun-” I took a step forward.
“NO!!!” he screamed, scrambling backwards.
Namjoon held his hand out, taking me back a step,” Let him cry it out Seokjin… you can’t get through to him like this,”
I could only cry silently, watching my baby boy fall apart into pieces in front of me.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!!” Jungkook screamed, crying harshly.
“Bun, please!!! We only want to help you!!!”
“THAT’S WHAT SHE TOLD ME!!!”
“We’ve told you she-”
“Not her…”
“Then who?”
“My mother…”
“What about her?”
“She…” he trailed off,” it’s nothing…”
“It’s obviously not nothing,”
“But how can I tell you? A total stranger that kidnapped me!?!? Sure you took me from hell… but at what price? This!?!? My last shred of dignity?”
“Jungkook, we’re only trying to-”
“Don’t feed me that bullshit!!! I’ve been told, all my life, something was for my own good!!! I was told that getting a beating, being raped would only help me!!! Don’t feed me your lies… I don’t want them,” Jungkook sat on the floor, crying silently still, but much calmer.
“Why would we lie to you?”
“Because, you don’t know me, I don’t know you… so how can I trust you?”
I looked towards Namjoon, and he shook his head.
“Gguk… come here,”
He shakily stood up, sulking towards me.
I opened my arms, he fell right into them, sobbing.
“Is there something wrong with me?” he whispered.
“No bun, you’re perfectly normal. It’s only natural pumpkin,”
He whimpered softly,” C-c-can you sing.. Please?”
I opened my mouth to begin, but he stopped me,” Lullaby… 4 O’clock lullaby… please?”
I smiled softly,” Of course,”
I wrote a long letter
To the moon one day
It isn’t brighter than you but
I lit a small candle
The nameless bird that sings
In the park at dawn
Where are you
Oh you
Why are you crying
It’s only me and you here
Me and you
Oh you
Your singing voice,
That follows deep into the night,
Brings the scarlet morning
One step, then another step
Dawn passes by and
When that moon falls asleep,
Then the blue light that was with me
Disappears
Slowly, the small boy fell asleep in my arms.
Quietly, I picked him up, lying him upon his stomach, I grabbed a bottle of lotion, gently applying it to his wounded and sore back. I then fixed his onesie, pulling the blankets to his neck, turning off the light, and closed the door behind me. I turned to Namjoon,” Do you think he will be okay?”
He nodded,” Everything takes time Seokjin, everything takes time,”
I nodded,” I hope so…”
I really do hope so.
