The Abused and his Criminal (Discontinued)

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Jimins POV
I was running as fast as I can. Holy shit how can I forget. My parents are gonna be furious when I get home. I arrive at my doorstep and slowly open the door hoping no one would notice me slipping in. I sneakily go up the stairs and make it to my room I close the door. And as I was planting my self on my bed i see the door slam open revealing a very angry couple looking at me. I could see it in their eyes. Their stress and exhaustion . "WHERE WERE YOU, YOU UNGRATEFUL CHILD?! WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU. YOU KNOW ITS TIME FOR IT RIGHT NOW YET YOU DECIDED TO TRY AND RUNAWAY HUH? YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE OUR STRESS RELIEVER." The woman in front me says with a demonic look in her eyes. She comes at me with a belt. Wipping me on my waist. Her husband and my so called father grabs me by my collar and throws me to the wall. They started punching me and throwing alcohol bottles at me. Trying to relief their stress. And again I have no expression. No feelings, and no emotions. "YOU UGLY FAT KID!ALL YOU KNOW HOW TO DO IS EAT LIKE A PIG WHILE WE DO ALL THE WORK HERE. YOU CANT EVEN GET A GIRLFRIEND BECAUSE OF HOW UGLY YOU ARE" my mother says. Still throwing punches at me. She's the loud mouth of the house.
Time skip~
It was 9:45 and I was sitting in my room alone with my music. Waiting for the clock to strike 10:00 so i can sneak out and leave to meet yoongi. Today it became worse. It wasn't only punching and glass. They started to cut my skin. Trying to get a reaction out of me. But I will not give them what they want. I won't give in. I just want to end it all but at the same time I'm scared. I'm scared of dying and I don't know how to get over that fear. I have bruises on my arms and face today. This was rare. They usually hit me in places where no one cud see. I get up and get dressed in some sweats and an oversized hoodie, trying to cover all my fat and ugly bruises. The clock strikes ten as soon as I Finish putting on my black mask. I jump out of the window and run to my thinking place. I arrive their and I see yoongi sitting there fidgeting with two dice. I walk up to him and sit startling him a bit. He looks at and says "hey yo." "Hey" I say back. "What's up with that mask?" He asks. "Just afraid I'll catch a cold" I reply making him huff "so many people getting babied by their parents. They don't know how to face the cold and take care of them selves" he says underneath his breath but loud enough for me to hear. I look down and gather up the courage to say " you have no fucking idea how much my parents make me go through everyday ok? You don't get to say whatever and assume it's not gonna bother others. You wanna know why I'm wearing the mask?! Well I'm wearing it to cover the cuts my parents gave me when I went home!" I kind of yelled that then I looked down trying to stop my tears from falling. "It's ok to cry you know. I didn't mean what I said just thought it'd make u open up a bit. Annnnd it did. We may not know each other well but you can still talk to me. I ain't judging hell I've been in some shit too so I want you to feel comfortable. Keeping to your self ain't that healthy" he says making look up at him and say angrily "I don't need to cry. I'm a man I can keep me emotions to my self" he sighs and says "crying and talking to someone
About your problems doesn't make you any less of a man. Actually it makes more manly in a way. It means you're brave enough to talk about what hurts you. So go ahead. I promise it'll make you feel better."
Yoongis POV
After a few short seconds of silence I hear him sobbing. I don't know why but I felt my heart break seeing him like this. I slowly reach over and wrap my hands around his tiny body. Engulfing him in a warm hug hoping it would comfort him. I then hear him say "they always do this. I don't know what I did to them. But it's always been like this ever since 3rd grade. They never treated me like their son but more like a living punching bag that has no feeling or emotions. The words they would call me to try and put me down. All the bruises and cuts they gave me. I just can't handle it anymore. I don't cry in front of them cause I don't want them to feel satisfied. But it's rlly hard sometimes. All these words have gotten into my head and now my worst nightmare has turned into reality and I... I believe everything they say. Music has been the only thing to make me smile as I didn't have any friends in school. But now I-i guess I have you" he pulls away and smiles. Sniffing a bit. "Ofc you will always have me." I say and pull him in a nice hug again. "I'm glad you talked to me about it. I mean I'm sorry about what u go through and I rlly wish I could do something. But you opening up to me just gave me hope" I say. He looks up "you know you may seem tough and cold but I can read you easily. You're really kindhearted and soft on the inside. I'll always be available to listen to your problems too" he says smiling gently. "Hmmmm where shall we start. Oh how about when my parents were first gone. I was only 5 so I have a very vague memory of this. But we were on a vacation at the beach in gwanju. We were camping there actually and I was very excited. I am an only child meaning my parents gave me every bit of Their attention. We were playing and soon some big buff guys came marching over to us. I was kinda scared soo I hid behind my parents. There about 3 of them. They all raised their guns and pointed it towards all of us making me even more scared. I heard my mom yell 'you can take anything. ANYTHING EVEN MY LIFE just please leave the kid alone.' They grabbed me by the arm and pushed me off to the side. The sun was setting and that's when I heard it. Gunshots went through my parents skulls. The guys left walking gracefully as if nothing happened. I ran over to my mother not rlly understanding the situation. I thought they were playing around so I was just laughing waiting for them to get up... but they never did. I was therr drowning myself in tears and blood trying to hard to bring them back to life. But I couldn't. I just sat there and watched the sun go down. Even god has given up on trying to save them. I slept in their cold arms that night not wanting to leave them alone. Next morning I got up and tried my best to dig two holes so I can bury them. I tried to gently push them into the hole and then covered it while crying softly. I made a gravestone like thing out of cardboard. And placed it there. I took a few juice boxes cookies and chip bags but them in my backpack and left. Planning on starting another journey but this time all alone. Stuff happened and I ended up in an orphanage where I was loved and taken care of. Despite having the nuns taking care of me I grew a lot of bad habits. Like stealing and beating up people. But I only did it for a good reason. Everytime I stole it was to help someone in need and every time I fought it was to defend and help anther person. Despite having good intentions the cops still chase after me. And my latest crime was a bank Robbery. I robbed that bank to help the orphanage because it was in bad condition. And then I ran away and came here to start fresh. I want a life with good people in my life and no crimes...Well maybe a few." I chuckle a little after I finished. "Wahhhh that's kinda cool. But I'm really sorry about your parents. At least they're in a better place now." Jimin says trying to comfort me and I just give him a hug. Squeezing him tightly and saying "I'm glad I met you"
Narrator
the two boys have overcome one of their greatest fears. Jimins being opening up and lettin out his emotions and yoongis being comfortable with someone and showing them his sweet and soft side. They both helped each other a lot in only a few days. Staying happily in each other's embrace they have no idea that something big will happen and change both of their lives. Completely.