Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter six (part two)

He looks up at me sadly. "is that why daddy...my other daddy didn't want me?" it breaks my heart, seeing him try to make sense of this messed up world. "no baby it wasn't that he didn't want you...he just couldn't take care of us at the time so he had to leave but I'm sure he loves you."

He doesn't say anything, tightening his little arms around my waist. I hold him to make him feel secure and loved. He never really asks much about his real father but when he does, it shows that it affects him very much.

I hear the door knocking and say loudly. "it's open!"

Hobi comes in, cutely putting his head through the door first. He smiles seeing us and sits on the other couch. "I'm sorry he said those things. We had an agreement but I guess he can't keep his mouth shut." I smile to make him feel better. "not your fault. I'm thankful for you trying though. Sorry, I lost my cool and ruined everything."

He chuckles, amused. "actually I liked the things you said to him. He needs to hear them since no one else tells him. You're brave chim. Much braver than you were when you left."

It makes me happy that he sees it this way. It was the day I first held joon's fragile body in my arms that I promised him to be a strong and brave father, protecting him from this world as much as I can.

He puts a not on the coffee table. "it's the information you asked for. Sorry, it took so long but she had changed her house and the school records from back then were in bad condition."

I become excited but a little scared at the same time. I may be closer to finding him but does he want me to find him?

I gulp and look at the note. Joon is curious. "what is it?" I put his head on my chest. "nothing important baby."

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Jin is gone on a trip with the girl he's supposed to marry in another one of those arranged marriages so they can get to know each other. He didn't seem bothered about it when he said goodbye. I hope he really doesn't have a problem.

The address is a long way from here and I don't want to ask hobi to take me since he's busy. I asked Miyoung to watch joon since she was chilling in the pool, reading a book on a unicorn pool float, and told me she's gonna be there the whole day since it's her day off. I told joon to play in the playground or color something silently and not bother her.

I am standing outside the house, getting ready to call a cab when I hear the honk of a car. I look up and see Yoongi looking at me, bored and tired as always. "get in." I frown. "don't wanna." He sighs and rubs his face. "I just finished surgery and jin called me to come pick you up so don't be childish. Get in." I scoff and smile bitterly. Can't he talk like a normal sensitive human being? Do I really deserve this shit?

He gets out of the car, standing in front of me. his eyes look soft. "come on. Your personal driver is here...at least that's what jin thinks I am." I take a step back. "make up your mind Yoongi. I don't think you're bipolar so pick a side already. I'm sick of this push and pull."

He stares at me for long seconds. "just pretend I'm a cab driver, ok?"

I shrug at last, not having the energy to argue anymore. I sit in the back and I see him a little mad at this but he doesn't say anything. I give him the note and then put my head back to get some sleep. I couldn't sleep last night, my mind occupied with the thought of this meeting.

His driving is smooth so I fall asleep soon.

"chim?" I open my eyes slowly and see Yoongi beside me, bending by the open door. "we're here." I nod and he gets back to the driver seat. "I'm staying here." I mumble a ok, still half-sleep and get out of the car.

It seems like an old neighborhood. The kind I like to live in. calm and busy but in a good way. I look at the house numbers, the address in my memory from reading it too much. I go towards the white door, going up the three stairs and push the button, my heart pounding in my chest. A woman says. "hello?"

I clear my voice. "I'm park jimin...your friend's son...can I talk to you about something?" could I be any more vague?!

She seems confused. "park jimin? I don't remember a friend with a kid named like you."

"park Eunha. Your high school friend?"

I'm starting to think hobi got the wrong place but the door opens. I go in and see a middle-aged woman coming towards me. Her eyes are wide and tense. "you look just like her!" I smile at this, not knowing how to feel. She stands in front of, suddenly hugging me tightly. I feel a wetness on my shoulder, her body shaking slightly. I put my hands on her back, trying to calm her down because I'm freaking out.

She finally goes back, taking my hand and seating me down on a pyeong-sang under a shade, hurrying inside. "I'll bring something for you to eat. Just wait!"

I'm sure she's the one I'm looking for by now. She's the one Daehyun told me about...

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He burps, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. I feel like throwing up but I'm afraid he'll get mad if I move from where I'm siting...his lap.

My stomach is twisting and I know if he touches me I'll go crazy and it's not gonna end well. I just hope he drinks enough to pass out. At least his friends are not here this time. He called me for a "nice uncle-nephew bonding time" an hour ago and it hasn't ended yet. I have an exam tomorrow too. I look at my baby bump. Only three more months and it'll all be over...if I can make it.

He puts his hand on my thigh and I gulp, swallowing the bile coming up. I haven't even eaten anything all day.

He whispers in my ear. "you know what your whore of a mother did back then? She always went out with that slut jihyun she called her "soul mate". Lesbian shit if you ask me."

I want to smack him and spit on his dirty face but I keep it all in, tears forming in my eyes. My stomach hurts pretty bad. I sense my baby staying in the corner like he can feel my fear.

He licks my ear, a whimper coming out my mouth, tears streaming down my face. "fucked that piece of shit every time and came back looking all innocent. Guess you get it from her. Only good for fucking...too bad you won't show me your skills."

His hand is now between my legs, trying to turn me on but I feel cold, my heartbeat slowing down. I just want to die and not feel anymore...I guess it would be better for the baby too...

He's still whispering in my ear, his warm and rough hand on my waist under my shirt, his other hand still rubbing me.

"I'll treat you better if you do...I'll even let you keep the baby, pay for everything...you just gotta open those pretty legs for me. Not hard for you slut."

I'm quietly sobbing, hoping for someone to save me...anyone. It's been three months since I've been here and I don't think I can take it anymore.

He bites my neck. "you wanna know what happened to that whore? The boy she was fucking wanted to marry her and keep you...lucky man huh?" my blood runs cold...my father...he wanted to stay with us?!

His hand reaches my swollen nipples and I actually gag. It angers him so he grabs my member too hard, pinching my sensitive nipple at the same time. I yelp from the pain and sob loudly.

He takes his hand out of my shirt, throws me beside him on the couch, straddling my hips, putting his hands on my neck. My eyes widen at my neck being squeezed, the oxygen leaving my body slowly. "I could kill you and no one would bat an eye."

Just when I thought he was gonna do me the favor of ending it, he leaves my neck, slapping me hard once, twice, and once more.

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a pyeong-sang is what you see in the pic :) it's the first flashback of jimin's life with daehyun. what do you think?