Mr.Jeon

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"Oh, Mr.Jeon, I wasn't expecting you to come-" he quickly shut his mouth when the figure walked up to him. " Your a sick fucking doctor treating such an innocent girl like this, what would the government say about this?....Dr.Park" Dr.Park let go of my face and walked out the room, leaving me with apparently some man named  Mr.Jeon alone for the time being.
"So, your the girl that burnt down  her own house and murdered her own mother, It's sick that your even alive but you know; girls with sick minds could always be fixed in my opinion" He begin to stride to my helpless form, my anxiety begin to bubble up like the fizz from a cold beer just being cracked open.

"What do you want from me...Mr.Jeon, I'm not a damn pet or a damn slave for some rich  prick like you; and besides I know for sure you don't want your life in danger because I'm a murder for one and second...I'm not afraid to quickly end your precious life" He squatted down to my eye level and his eyes seemed to give me a slight fear but not enough to make me flinch away from his touch, his slender fingers grabbed my chin delicately  sending a slight shiver down my spine.
"Your a fighter and hyung will like that to be honest, your life doesn't matter to me I could easily leave you here in this hell to die and rot or I could make your life better than it ever was; make all your pain go away and the memories of the time-"
"Shut up you don't know a damn thing about my fucking past or future?!" he stared at me for awhile and walked away leaving me in this hell again, I begin to hear someone talking outside but I didn't really pay any attention to the voices. I put my head down staring at the white padded floor, it felt like everything was moving so fucking fast that I couldn't keep my head straight. The door opened once more but it wasn't Mr.Jeon, it was a guy with bright red hair  I couldn't see the color of his eyes until he stepped into the room more, he walked up to me and yanked my right leg from under my scrone arms making my head hit the wall. " I'm sorry, are you ok?" I stared into his eyes just to see if he was being a dickhead but he wasn't, I slowly shook my head yes.

He put a monitor  onto my ankle making sure to tighten it so it wouldn't fall off due to how small my ankle became due to my loss of weight,Mr.Jeon came back into the room with two more guys,               " Please be gently with her she will be part of the team, also fix her up once we get there Jin" Both men walked over me and yanked me up from my forearms, it hurt a little but I put up with the pain. They walked me over to a large black van and to my surprise there was a guy with red hair  and he looked very chilled but I had this suspension. He did some shady shit just to be part of this group.

Jungkook's POV
"Whatever the fuck you did to her will be showed to the government and expect me to have your other son's head on a platter also, no one fucks with my sister unless it's me do you understand Mr.Park Soyeon, also your  second son Jimin he's one of us now so shocking Isn't it." I turned my back ignoring,all the curse words and yelling Mr.Park was throwing towards me. I walked outside of the mental institute only being stopped by Jimin smoking a cigarette, like usual just to deal with the pain and self hate of himself and his father's past murders of patients.
"Jimin...I know how your feeling right now but we need to leave before he -"
He looked at me with pure hate in his eyes , he threw the cigarette on the ground making sure to put it out.

" I don't want your fucking pity Kook, Elohim won't remember you nor will she remember me- and also leave my damned of a father out this just know I'm not his son anymore and I  will take the Parks name for myself" he walked back to the van slipping his hands into his leather jacket pockets.

2 years ago
I could only feel the cold breeze of the winter night touch my cheeks causing them to turn a tint of red, the snow falling onto my black hair making me shiver. I killed them, I murdered my own family just for him " Good job Jungkook, your work will be paid off, how about we go back to the lab to run more tests ok?" I couldn't move from my spot I was stuck there with the bloody hatchet in my hand and my clothes covered with blood, my dearest sister escaped and I only saw her peeking behind the family tree her dark hair blowing in the wind and her white dress flowing just like the river. " I'm just so pathetic for what I made Elohim go through and,it's bad enough she dealt with the bad memories of her adoptive home,I couldn't even come to protect her."

Elohim POV
I'm not meant for this, I feel so used , I feel so hated,Why can't he let me go?
Why won't this demon get off of me and leave me, I can't spill my secrets to anyone or even embrace ,the fact that my own brother is a murderer just like me.
A tear slid down my flushed face causing a broad shoulder man look at me worried,his hair slightly covering his eyes.He took my hands and rubbed them together, I don't know what comfort is but I guess that's what he's trying to do. If I became the killer he wanted me to be then it's best I just kill for fun just like Zane...that bastard brought me here now it's time for me to hunt him down just like I'll be doing with father
I started to shake from my anger and clenched my, nails digging into my palms causing blood to seep into my nails, I'm so ready to kill but I'm also ready to make them suffer.

"Hey are you ok?..your hands are ummm bleeding" I stared at the blacked hair male and slowly shook my head 'yes' he didn't seem at ease with my nails carving into my hands so he took them and wrapped them up with bandages. Mr.Jeon came back into the van after the black haired guy, Mr.Jeon stared into my eyes and I noticed how one is only that both of his eyes were grey,but he could also have In color contacts. "I know I'm handsome but, you don't have to stare princess." I shuddered at the sound princess;the same name my stepfather always used whenever I did something good or gave him satisfaction of tears.
"I'm sure your upset with leaving your so-called home, but it's time for you to realize I'm here to fix you and then maybe letting you live a normal life just like we used to be Elohim."I slightly nodded and rested my head,on the window watching as we drove away,from the so called place I was locked away in...for eighteen years.

Where will I begin my new journey now.

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