My Cute Doll

Found You~

*Beforehand let me tell you that it contains swearing. Watch at your own risk. *

Namjoon.
"Boss the Park family hasn't returned your money yet..." My assistant Taehyung spoke. My eyes widened. The park family. Is it true. My babygirl. I'll get her back! But for conformation I turned to my in-charge, Jimin. He gulped in nervousness due to the glare I had in my face. "Boss, Even though they're my family, I have nothing to do with this. They deserve to be assasinated. Well except Sora. I don't hate her. She was always there for me. I would take her in... if she's alive."

PARK JIMIN. this name makes every person scowl. He had abandoned His family at 16 upon a fake death to escape his arranged marriage. His only hope was his little sister and my crush since childhood, Park Sora. She definitely is the sweetest, kindest and the most beautiful girl who is so innocent. She and him didn't deserve this, so I told them to move in with me. Jimin happily took the offer while she refused saying that she loved her family so much. But now after 3 years, i'll help her escape from her family. I had tears in my eyes as I pictured her in my head.

Without a doubt, I put on my coat and disguise. I collected her information and dashed out of the building with Taehyung and Jimin. I couldn't help but smile all the time as memories kept flashing in my mind. If anyone was asked if I would be soft for anyone they would call that person crazy. But that's only half true. Only my family, friends and she could make me smile.

To this day I still remember the cute pouts she does making her pink lips seem more kissable than usual. Now I'm a college graduate while she is in her second year. We're only 2 years apart but it feels like she becomes a kid when she's with me. 3 years ago when we went to the same school, I can say that almost every single guy had a crush on my doll. Doll the nickname I gave her. I would always get jealous when she got asked on a date and would drag her away. She would always calm me down and kiss me on the cheeks. I would say "Thank, my cute doll." She would always blush shyly and giggle when I called say those words. When we arrived, Jimin snapped me out of my thoughts.
"B-boss we're h-her-e" He sounded scared and sad.

"What floor,hyung?" Taehyung asked

"3rd , last apartment, room number 160"

" How are you so sure Jimin-ssi? " I asked.

"Its the only soundproof room." Jimin said

I nodded and headed towards room 160. To my suprise there was no one in rhe building. I kept on walking till I saw a warning sign on the elevator. "No Kids Allowed " I pressed the elevator button and waited. When it opened I saw a woman in her mid forties all beaten up. She looked a lot like my babygirl. I stepped inside the elevator and Jimin came running towards us. We all got in and surprisingly we're going to the same floor.
Is it fate? After debating with myself I gathered some courage and asked her, "Ma'am do you know Park Sora?"

"She's my daughter"

"Eomma?" Jimin spoke subconsciously, with his eyes filling with tears. "Did he do this to you and Sora?"
"Jimin-ah I missed you so much,but Sora's not.. in a good condition. She never shows any emotions now and reapeats yours and Joon's name. Its how she sleeps. Your father beats us mercilessly and throws glass bottles at her. Please call Namjoon and help her, she desperately needs him. S-she still has feelings for him."

Both Jimin and eomma cried in eachothers embrace. I didn't react but felt my heart being shattered and ripped apart from my chest as I immediately took off my mask and ran towards her apartment which was luckily open. My heart was constantly clinching as I made a run for it.

When I entered I felt my soul leaving my body. She laid lifeless on the ground, shivering. Blood was everywhere. I couldn't think straight because of the sight in front of me. I got to my senses as She whimpered weakly, "Namjoonie I should've accepted your offer be-because I love you so damn much. I always have but my fater is a bastard. I couldn't have let my mom alone. I'm sorry."