MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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"What's that!?"

"It might be Angel, with the papers... I'm going to take her to my room, you go to Jiminaa's okay?" She nodded get up from the table, go through the other entrance of the kitchen.

China

I did what he said, going into the room seeing a very woke Jiminaa.

"WHAT THE HELL JIMIN!" I heard Angel yell. "DIVORCE AND ON TOP OF THAT, FUCKING CUSTODY PAPERS!" Oh and your having dinner to celebrate with your slut."

"Go to my room right now." I heard a glass break as I held my head against the door to hear their conversation. "What the hell is your problem!? You left remember!"

"That doesn't give you the right to get fucking custody papers, divorce maybe but custody!? You're trying to take my child from me!"

"YOU'RE NOT A MOTHER TO HER! When have you seen her, what doctor's appointment have you been too, you haven't been around after you gave birth so what fucking rights do you have to my daughter!" It was silent and for a while I couldn't hear anything.

"You're not taking her from me." I heard footsteps and I quickly backed away from the door.

"SHE'S SLEEPING STOP ACTING LIKE A CRAZY PERSON!" There was shuffling before a door slammed close and more muffled arguing could be heard. I looked behind me, walking over to Jiminaa's crib.

"You don't deserve this little princess." I mumbled while picking her up. "It's okay. I'm going to make it all better."

Angel

While we were screaming stupid meaningless things at each other we heard a scream.

"What was that?" I asked. We both looked at each other before rushing out the room. The first place I went was Jiminaa's room but she wasn't there.

"Where's my baby Jimin!?" I shouted angrily whilst exiting the room and running down hall, checking the extra rooms, before running down the stairs.

"Georgia!" I yelled, while looking around, trying to find her. Hopefully she's somewhere in the house with Jiminaa. Jimin checked the downstairs bedrooms, coming up empty. Finally I went to kitchen, hoping to find her. "OH MY GOD!" I ran to her helpless, injures body on the kitchen floor.

"Shit!" She had a butcher's knife plunged into her stomach. I elevated her head in my arms, leaning down to check if she's still breathing and thankfully she is.

"What- Jimin stopped midway, rushing to me and Georgia.

"She's still breathing." I said, swallowing this burning feeling I have. I'm probably the most scared I've ever been in my life— no correction, I am the most scared for my baby, and where she could be. I will find her and I will kill China with my bare hands afterwards.

"I'm going to pull it out okay?" He said Georgia but she was unresponsive. It was like he mentally counted to three before pulling it out. She grunted as blood spurted from her wound. Her breathing quicken whilst applied pressure to her stomach. Jimin hopped up, grabbing the kitchen towel off the stove, to cover her wound.

"Georgia... Georgia.. who did this to you.." she didn't respond but the look of fear spread across her face.

"Georgia.. where's Jiminaa?" I preceded to ask.

"Ch- ch- China..." she forced out. I bowed my head with mixed emotions, pain, anger, fear, a bad combination.

"I'm going to call the guys and the doctor." He said standing up. All I could do is look at Georgia, and my blood stained hands.

Jimin

Georgia is now getting help in the bedroom she stays if she stays the night. The guys and I have been talking and going over different kind of plans to execute.

"So do you have any idea where she would be?"

"Yeah. I had a place purposely built just in case China tried something earlier. I told her it was getting built for Angel and I, in the outskirts of Uslan. No doubt she's going there. She's going somewhere close but not to far. When I called you guys, I also sent someone to check the location."

"So you anticipated her kidnapping my daughter." Angel snapped. I walked up to her holding her arms.

"Of course not, but I always thought that she would try something, maybe lower me or you somewhere. She's not going all the way back to North Korea and there's only so many places she can go here, that we don't own." She ran her fingers through her hair before walking away from me in a rage. I followed her to the kitchen sink where she ran so warm water, scrubbing the blood off her hands, aggressively.

"Angel..." she threw the bar of soap in the sink so hard it bounced right back out. She sighed heavily, leaning her head down.

"I understand you're upset-

"Upset!?" She chuckled bitterly.

"But you have to calm down."

"Calm down? MY FOUR MONTH OLD BABY IS MISSING!" She shouted in my face.

"I understand our daughter is missing but you have to keep a calm mind. She's not going to hurt her, she wants to get me away from you okay. She wants you out the way." She gnawed on her bottom lip as a tear slipped down her cheek.

"There's activity at the building."

"We need to go." Angel tried to push past me but I pulled her arm back.

"Jimin what are you doing?" She tried to pull away.

"We have to load up." As she turned the opposite way, heading down to the armory, I went up to Yoongi whispering in his ear. He nodded, before I turned to catch up to Angel. She was already there, picking out which weapon she wanted. I watched her, pretending to scan them.

I could tell in her movements she was very emotional and that could be a problem and possibly get her hurt and I can't allow that. Yoongi came to the door, with a dart size needle, just enough to knock her out for a short while. I walked up to her whilst she was turnt around, stabbing her in the neck. Of course she tried to resist but I had already injected it.

"Jimin no." She cried before her body started to fall limp in my arms. A tear slid down the side of her face as she stared at me.

"I'm going to bring our baby home." I mumbled, kissing her forehead. Her eyes finally closed as I laid her down. "Get some men to guard the house and let's load up."

Angel

I gasped for air, while sitting up quickly looked around me and of course Jimin was missing. The drugs wasn't that strong and I wondered why. As I stood up, I grabbed two glock 19s with two extra clips for both before grabbing my phone off the floor and rushing upstairs to the kitchen. I saw my keys on the counter top and then it hit me... I have no idea where they went.

"Fuck it." I said, running towards the front door. However once I got there, it was a guard.

"Mr. Park said for you not to leave." I didn't say anything, before I brought my leg back to get kick him in his shin. He grunted, falling on one knee. I took my gun and whacked him on the side of his head making him fall unconscious before I made a run for it.

Just as I made it to my car, I was grabbed. Two arms, wrapping tightly around my waist as someone came in front of me. Lucky bastard has a mask on. I screamed and tried to fight them off my my mouth and nose was quickly covered. Fuck these people and their drugs.

I wanted to fight back so bad but unfortunately I was weakened for the second time in one night. My body twitched before I fell back into the darkness.