Days had gone by since someone had taken my son. The person only contacted us once and told us not to contact the police.

It was driving me crazy that I did not know how they were treating my baby. Even though I hated to admit it Jimin was a great support system.

He helped me a lot with the breakdowns I would have everytime I thought about something bad happening to the baby.

My thoughts were suddenly cut off when my body collided with someone else's. My eyes looked up and were immediately widened when I saw the person's face.

I turned my head down hoping that they had not seen me.

"I am so sorry." I deepened my voice not wanting them to recognise me.

"Y/N?" They called out but I walked away pretending that I had not heard them.

I didn't get far though as my wrist was captured in a firm grip.

"Y/N..." My mother called out again and when I turned around I found that it was actually my father holding my wrist.

I yanked my hand away from him and just stared at them with emotionless eyes as I had nothing really to say to either of them.

"Oh sweetheart..." My mom reached out to try and place her hand on my cheek but I stepped away before she could touch me.

"Do I know you?" I asked bluntly and both of them seemed to flinch at my harsh tone.

"Honey p-please... I just want to know if you are a-alright?" My mother asked while my father just looked like he was drowning in guilt as he watched my every move.

"Why exactly do you care? Last time I checked I am in no way related to you people so I don't think you need to know anything about me. But if you are really so curious I am doing great. The happiest I have ever been in my life." I announced sarcastically and turned to leave but was stopped once again.

"Y/N please talk to us..." This time it was my father speaking.

I turned to them again and I could not help the harsh glare that I shot at them.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT! YOU DIDN'T WANT TO TALK TO ME BEFORE AND NOW YOU DO!?" I yelled making them flinch again.

The emotions were piling on to me again. All I wanted was my baby back but now I had to deal with this.

"Please just leave me alone." I mumbled lastly before turning around and walking away from them.

Everything was just too hectic for me right now and I really didn't want to talk to them.

As I walked down the street toward my house I noticed both my parents following me. I quickened my steps and they seemed to notice this.

They didn't make a move to hurry though. When I finally got home is when their steps quickened and just as I was about to close the door and hand stopped me.

I sighed before letting them in. I knew I had to get this done if I wanted to later focus my attention on finding the baby.

I rolled my eyes as they looked around the place. There was literally nothing to look except for the couch and the baby crib in the corner.

"What do you want?" I asked again as I took as seat and looked up at them.

"W-where is the baby?" My mom asked with the eyes focused on the crib.

"I don't see why that is any of your business." I spoke rudely and this time it was only my mom who flinched at my words.

"Y/N don't talk like that to your mother." My father reprimanded but still had a soft look on his face.

"Last time I checked I did not have a mother nor a father so I don't see why I have to show any of you respect. You are just two strangers who followed me home." I responded, my voice still void of any emotions.

"Y/N, sweetheart please listen to us." My mom cried out as she fell onto her knees before me.

"I-I am sorry for kicking you out. I am so sorry for not listening to you my baby. Please forgive m-me." She cried with her hands together.

I just looked at her not knowing what to say. Just as I was about speak though my father started off as well.

"Baby girl... Please forgive your mother and I. We did what parents shouldn't do to their kids. We didn't listen to you baby. I am sorry for how I treated you. Baby I-I am so sorry that you had to go through all of this without us. Please f-forgive m-me my love." My father also fell onto his knees beside my mother.

It was the first time in my life that I saw my father cry. But no matter how much it broke me to see them like this I was not going to let them into my life again so easily.

"I f-forgive you." They both snapped their heads toward me but before they could do anything more I began to speak again.

"I forgive you but that does not mean we are going to go back to how things were before. You both broke my trust in you and I don't see you gaining it back anytime soon. We are going to start off slowly and we will see how things go from there." I said and they both nodded their heads before standing up.

I began leading them to the door.

"Can we please just see the baby? I know this is not what you want right now but please." My mom pleaded as I was about to to open the door.

"You can't." I answered bluntly trying to keep my voice void of any emotions.

I could practically hear the the frown forming on their faces.

"Plea-" mom started but I cut her off.

"He was kidnapped a few days ago and the police still have not found any leads on him. The kidnapper only calls to make us suffer." I said and tried to keep a straight face but I couldn't.

My eyes weld up with tears as I heard the gasps of both my parents behind me. I kept looking at my door as I knew that if I turned around my walls would crumble.

I moved to open the door but before I could even touch the door knob I was brought into an embrace that I had been longing for for months now.

I tried to pull away but her arms tightened around my frame refusing to let go. The more she held on, the more I had felt myself began to break.

What broke me completely was when my father brought both my mother and I into his arms.

The tears started off slow but before I knew it I was full on crying as the sobs left my mouth.

It had been so long since I felt this comfort from my parents. And now with the baby missing things were becoming unbeatable and I really needed this.

"My b-baby..."