INEVITABLE | JM

chapter. 20

park jimin

Those big chocolate eyes. The brown and short hair. The round face. Her style and the way she talks. I remember admiring all of those things she still carries around with her all the time. I hate them. All of those points. I hate her. Kim Jiyoo. She's the one who always causes my life to be in trouble. She doesn't enjoy seeing me happy, even though we already divorced, even though she has another man in her life.

I hate myself for not pushing her away from me. I regret not doing that. I need to go and talk to Y/N. I need to tell her that I didn't kiss her. Jiyoo kissed me. When I was walking in the direction of Y/N's apartment, I had to cross the parking lot. Jiyoo then suddenly came up to me. She told me that she wants to take part in my and Y/N's plan and then suddenly kissed me.

I place the shot on the bar counter while still watching the people drinking, laughing, or even crying. I take a deep breath get up from the stool before I make my way to the door, to leave the bar. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" I suddenly hear a familiar voice. I clench my jaw as I recognize the voice of the person. I turn around slowly, only to see Alexander Murphy standing in front of the bar's counter while holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

The whole bar goes silent as Alex catches the attention of all the people. I keep quiet and just stare at him, clearly telling him with my facial expression, that I'm not in the mood to talk. I look at him coldly as he takes a few steps forward. I turn around again, ready to walk out of the bar when he speaks up again. "So, now you don't even dare to speak to me? What a pussy." I turn around once again. "Who do you call a pussy, huh? You couldn't even hit me back at your stupid party and you're calling me a pussy? I wonder why you're even a CEO," I respond, emotionless and angry as hell. I take a glance at the people who whisper things to each other or enjoy the scenario between me and Murphy. Alexander scoffs and chuckles after as his gaze darkens. "Shut the fuck up!" he rushes over to me and before I can defend myself in any kind of way, he punches me in the face, making me stumble back. I deserved this. I wipe away the blood on my lips, by using the back of my hand.

I lift my head up and smirk at Murphy. A small chuckle leaves my lips. "Was that all?" Murphy stares at me blankly and beats me up harder this time. I won't hit back. I deserve to be hurt. I deserve all the pain I'm receiving. I kissed someone else, didn't I? I cheated, didn't I? This is what I get for hurting the love of my life. This is what I get for making her go through hell and all kinds of trouble, just to be with me. I'm an idiot.

I sigh as I walk through the empty streets. It's dark and cold. Murphy made me have a blue eye, bruises everywhere and there's blood dripping down my face. I can see the bright lights of the markets and restaurants that are still open and not closed yet. I stop walking as I see a small figure walking out of a shop and making its way to the bus stop. I look closely and recognize the person. Y/N. That's Y/N! The bus stops at the bus stop and before I can make it to Y/N, she entered the bus before it drives off. Tears start making their way to my eyes. I hate myself. I hate myself so much.

your name

I'm finally in my bed, all cuddled up as I turn on my laptop to watch my favorite Netflix series - Brooklyn 99. I finally have some time for myself and only for myself. I get up from the bed and make my way out of my room and take the stairs to go to the kitchen. I went shopping today. I bought myself lots of hoodies and snacks. Before I can even open the freezer in the kitchen, someone bangs on my front door, making me frown. It's almost 00.00. Who could that be?

I walk out of the kitchen and straight to the front door. I open it, only to see Jimin standing there. His left eye is purple and blue, his lips are bleeding. Parts of his suit are torn and his face is covered with bruises as his hair is all tousled. My lips part a little. What happened to him?

"J-Jimin..." I whisper enough for him to hear though. "Y-Y/N I-" I cut him off. "Come in, Jimin," I say, my voice filled with pity. I can't see him in a state like this. It hurts me so much. After all, I still love him. It's not easy to move on in just a second. Jimin is sitting on my bed, while I'm in the bathroom, getting the first aid kit. I'm so mad. So fucking mad at him. Why did he even fight with that Murphy guy again? Why couldn't he just ignore him and just stay away from that guy. He's hurt now. Really really hurt which makes my heart clench. Why is he here though? Where's Jiyoo?

I take a deep breath before I walk out of the bathroom, the first aid kit in my hand. I sit down next to Jimin, who keeps looking at me like a lost puppy. I place the kit on my lap and open it, revealing lots of bandages, a disinfectant, and lots of different stuff. I take out a ball of cotton wool and the disinfectant. I put some of the liquid on the wool and dip it on Jimin's wounds, causing him to flinch. "I'm sorry," I say after. I wipe away the dry blood and place patches on the wounds.

I come back after putting the first aid kit back to its usual place and sit down next to Jimin. None of us is talking. There's only this awkward silence. Jimin sighs and I can feel him staring at me. I stare back at him. "Thank you..." he thanks me and still looks at me. I can see guilt and all kinds of sorry's in his eyes. I've never actually realized how beautiful and fascinating eyes he has. They look so cold and emotionless, yet so beautiful and dreamy. "No problem..."