《Kidnapped for a good reason || Choi San FF ღ ✔️》╰┈➤ Chapter 4
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**Y/N's POV**
2 weeks later
It was two weeks ago that you got kidnapped, you was glad you got kidnapped because you have a better life now. Mrs Choi comes everyday to your room to talk and stuff.
But in those two weeks, you also didnt talked to San or Ha-joon.. they tried to but you didnt want to cry yourself to sleep.
You got a clock so you could see what time it was, now it was almost 2PM.
Then Someone walked into your room, you thought it was Mrs Choi but it was Mr Choi.
Y/N : hey Mr Choi
Mr Choi : good afternoon Y/N, what are you doing?
Y/N : nothing like always
Mr Choi : can i sit down next to you? we need to talk
Y/N : Sure
Then he sat down next to you and began to talk.
Y/N : and?
Mr Choi : we need your help
You was kinda shocked, why would he need your help?
Y/N : my help? but why? and for what?
Mr Choi : your dad..
Y/N : im sorry.. but if my father.. im not even going to call him a father anymore.. if that man has something to do with it im not going to help..
Mr Choi : please
Y/N : *sigh* fine, so tell me..
Mr Choi : he has a company right?
Y/N : yeah thats true
Mr Choi : do you know where everything is in that building?
Y/N : yeah, but last time i was there was 4 years ago.. why?
Mr Choi : tomorrow there is a celebration, and..
Y/N : and?
Mr Choi : you need to come with us
Y/N : why?
Mr Choi : he is throwing a celebration party, and we need to do some stuff in his office hen he isnt there.. you know where his office is right?
Y/N : yeah, wait. we?
Mr Choi : You, Ha-joon and San..
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Y/N : *sigh* fine..
Mr Choi : But i have some questions, if you want to answer them..
Y/N : sure
Mr Choi : why do you hate your father so much that you dont want to call him dad anymore?
Then tears slowly started to roll down your eyes..
Y/N : its a long story.. but lets just say because of him.. most of my life has been a hell.. he is abusing me in many ways you can think.. for him im nothing..
Mr Choi : does he know you are kidnapped?
Y/N : i dont know but i know one thing for sure, if he knows im gone or kidnapped he wouldnt give a fuck.. in fact he would be very happy he wouldnt even try to get me back...
Mr Choi : i-im sorry.. i didnt knew..
Y/N : its okay Mr Choi.. im glad im not really locked up in a room anymore without anything to do..
Mr Choi : here with us.. you can come downstairs whenever you want.. infact what about doing dinner with us downstairs today?
Y/N : sure why not
Mr Choi : okay then
Then he left the room, and some time later Mrs Choi came in with a ton of shopping bags.
Y/N : hey Mrs Choi, wait let me help you..
Mrs Choi : no sweetie, you dont have to
Y/N : Okay
Mrs Choi : infact these shopping bags are for you, i bought clothes for you
Y/N : really?
You was kinda shocked and speechless, and wondering why she bought stuff for you
Y/N : but Mrs choi.. you didnt have to
Mrs Choi : ofcourse i needed to, get them out of the bag and look at them.. if you like them because i didnt knew what your style was and i bought you some stuff like draing stuff so you can draw when you are bored.
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Y/N : no i like it, im really thankfull Mrs Choi
Mrs Choi : i also heard you are comming tomorrow with us to the
Y/N : yeah.. but only to help you guys
Mrs Choi : good and you are doing dinner with us today?
Y/N : yes
Mrs Choi : what about helping me preparing dinner? so you dont feel bored
Y/N : i would like to Mrs Choi
Mrs Choi : okay, lets go downstairs now?
Y/N : okay
Then you and Mrs Choi, where you saw the same little girl from two weeks ago and Mr Choi.
Mrs Choi : Yeona, are you also going to help mom preparing dinner?
Yeona was the little girl.
Yeona : yes
Then you, Mrs Choi and yeona went to the kitchen.
Y/N : what are we going to make?
Mrs Choi : i thought about some tteokbokki and some bulgogi?
Yeona : hmm tteokbokki
Y/N : i never heard of those..
Mrs Choi : you never ate them?
Y/N : my dad never let me eat good food.. so yeah.. im sorry
Mrs Choi : its okay sweetie, Yeona can you give me tteokbokki from the freezer?
Yeona : okay mommy
Mrs Choi : good girl
Yeona : unnie, what is your name?
Y/N : mine?
Yeona : yes
Y/N : Y/N
Yeona : can i call you Y/N unnie?
Y/N : sure cutie, if you want you can just call me Y/N
Yeona : okay, i like you already.. can we be friends
Y/N : ofcourse cutie
Then she smiled, it was so cute.
Yeona : yay mom! i made a new friend
Mrs Choi : good job baby
Then Ha-joon and San came in.
Ha-joon : what are you doing downstairs?
San : yeah, who allowed you?
Y/N : i-im sorry
Mrs Choi : does she need to ask permission? i dont think so
San : yes, mom.. she needs to.. we cant trust her and you know that
Then San grabbed your arm.
San : lets go upstairs
Y/N : yah! you are hurting my arm
San : i dont care..
Ha-joon : San calm down
Yeona : YAH! DONT HURT MY FRIEND!
Everyone was in shock..
Y/N : Yeona.. dont talk to your brother like that
then tears slowly started to leave your eyes..
Y/N : he is right..
Then you escaped from his arm grabbed yours and you ran upstairs to your room, San was chasing you so you locked the door.
San : Y/N im sorry... please open the door...
Y/N : no.. go away
San : i want to talk.. please
Y/N : but i dont.. leave me alone
San : please..
Y/N : no..
San : fine..
Then you broke down, but you decided to lay down on your bed and sleep a bit..
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