Jimin's POV
"YOU'RE SUCH A DISGRACE!" My dad yelled as he tore open my scars. Right when they were healing too. I cry and the pain stung my arm. He kicked me in my forehead and pushed me into the wall. He slammed the door as he left the room. I buried my face into my knees as I cried.
When he become like this? Oh right, ever since Mom died. Things were normal before Mom died. We were one big happy family. Now, I'm embarrassed to even call him my father. Why-
"PARK JIMIN! IF YOU DON'T BRING YOUR ASS DOWN IN THE KITCHEN, I'LL MAKE YOU!" I ran downstairs to see broken glass and dishes on the floor. My dad slapped me across my face. I whined as the pain stung my face. "I-I'm sorry, I-I broke t-them, I w-was going to pi-"
I got kicked in the stomach. I get kicked to the ground, my forehead was bleeding because of the glass. "Pick it up. If I don't see the floor clean by the time I come back, I'll make you." My dad then left the kitchen. I went to get the broom and started sweeping the floor. I tripped a couple of times because my knees are weak. I can't get medical help. It's one of the rules Dad made for me ever since mom died.
I finished just in time. My dad came downstairs. "I finished." I said. "Go to bed." Was all he said. I went up to my room to change into a baggy shirt. I sat on my bed. There wasn't any windows. Only a door, bed and a closet. Along with a chair and a table, which I keep my phone and books for school.
I look at the scars on my arm. Part of them was from my dad, part of them was from me. They were from me cutting my own self with a pocket knife at night.
Maybe he's right. I am a disgrace. I'm never enough.
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Mr. Radio Host (Yoonmin ff)
FanficMin Yoongi is the the host of a famous radio station under the stage name Agust D while trying to balance his life as a high schooler. Jimin's trying to run away from his abusive father.
