CHAPTER - IV

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Y/N'S POV.

I woke up...smooth rays of sun was beaming thorough the curtains...

I was in Jimin's room. No was there. I tried to get up...but i was not able to.

Just one simple question....total damage... Huh !!

I was connected to I V...feeling so weak.

"Hey SHORTIEE !!"...Taehyung entered calling me...

"Woke up ?"

"Yea"...

"How are you now ? Feeling better ? "

"No...but i'm not having any strength to do anything"...

"You should rest well...
But i don't know...how one simple question...broke you down in one second.
If Jungkook would've not asked you that...You've would've been fine now"....

"It's ok...Taehyung...he just asked it...as a normal qusstion..it's not his fault".

"I can see that you've had a terrible past..with your family...i don't know what they did to you...but i know for sure that...it would be very terrible".

"You can tell me...if you want to..that too if you are comfortable with me"...

"I still don't understand...i have done things...which i should not do...i manipulated you...drugged you...spied on you...i even wanted to put you guys in jail...and take down everything from you guys"...

"BUT WHY YOU ARE BEING SO KIND TOWARDS ME"...

"I don't think you should be punished...or treat you cruel...you are so NAIVE. So you can be manipulated too"...

"Never in my life...no one showed me this much of kindness towards me...many have cared for me...but in the end...it turned out to be FAKE".

"Soo...do you wanna tell about your past ? Do you feel comfortable with me ?"

"Yes...i will tell you...and i do feel comfortable with you"...

"It all started from my childhood"...

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Y/N'S POV. ( PAST ).

I was a very active girl...i've always admired and cherished simple things in life...and never ever wished to live a rich and materialistic life...

But my parents were not like me...they were very rich..and did anything and even they would go down their level to get anything that would make them rich...

"Mom...can we go out and play...will you spend some time with me ?"

"Not at all...why would i spend time with you...you are not even like us...so that's a no...go now...and don't come in front of me...or come near me...stay away".

So i went to dad...

"Dada...will you spend some time with me..and play"...

"No i won't...i will do anything if you...become like us...and do everything we say"...

"No dada...i don't wanna become like you guys"...

"You idiot !!! How many times should i say that.. you should be like us...filthy idiot..get lost !!"

I ran down crying....no one were there with me....

BY THE TIME I WAS 15 YEARS OLD.

"But there was one person...who cared for me...and fought for me"...

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