"YOU'RE MINE Y/N ...MINE AND ONLY MINE"
"YOU KILLED MY FUCKING CHILD Y/N"
"I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET"
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID PRINCESS....YOU GOT DADDY MAD"
"I PROMISE IT WONT BE PRETTY "
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Choi Y/n is a cheerful and bubbly girl...with a family she...
My head ached from all the bustling around me . people talking, questioning , grunting, pitying me,. why are they so fucking happy. why are they here. I felt a shiver run up my spine, my insides quivering as my heartrate picked up its pace. I felt black coat my vision .Jungkook is going to kill me if he finds out i let so many people see me without his permission.
"Y/n?"
I knew it . I loved jimin. The way he made my heart bloom instead of bleed. they way he smiled and I forgot the world consisted beyond us. I was imagining things. imagining him. and ,god, did it feel beautiful. He was the man for me. I knew that for sure. Just thinking I heard his voice made my lips curve into a crooked smile. Was this how pathetic i was? too weak to even smile at the thought of my love?
"Love"
There it was again. love. That's what he called me . Love as if I was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. love as if I made his heart bloom like he made mine. Please. I thought mustering up courage to realise that once I looked I'll see him. and he'll take me away from here. He'll make me feel better. Kiss my scars away. and up did I look. There he was looking as if I'd put his heart back in place as soon as our eyes met.
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"Jimin" My voice sounded as if I'd swallowed a few bunches of coal. My throat burned with every gulp i pushed through it. But I had to know if it was real. If I was finally getting saved.
"I love you" The first thing he says, looking at me after I'd been through one hell of a torture session. And it was at this moment I realised, that this man loved me. Possibly more than I loved him. " I know " I whispered falling into his arms. home. I thought and loved how peaceful that thought made me.
"Don't fucking touch her" A grunt. I could recognise that voice in my nightmares. jungkook. Looking up from the crook of jimin's arms, I looked at jungkook. The man I considered my first love. The man I fought my parents for. This wasn't him. It was as if he'd sold his sold to the devil. But again, Who was I to say who was the devil and who was not?. I had let two men push me around. Kill my children right in front of my eyes. And I was too weak to retaliate. to fight back.
A gasp pushed past my throat as jimin scooped me up in his arms. his fist bunching my shirt as if he was afraid I'd slip out of his arms . I won't trust me. I thought as I raised a hand to put on his cheek , blood smearing on his cheek, but he didn't care . nor did I.
"I'd be damned if I let them touch you again, Love. I mean it" He said a new fire lighting up in his eyes. Oh how I loved this man. He pushed past the cops ,carrying me to the ambulance that stood by the mansion. And then I knew .
