In Too Deep (A Stray Kids/GOT7 AMBW Fanfic)

Chapter 9

I could taste metal in my mouth as vomit threatened to spill. Why didn't I remember that night? Now that he's brought it up, I couldn't stop the hidden memories from replaying in my head. The ecstasy, the elation, the enjoyment... that night ended with Jackson cumming in me over and over and over... yet I woke up the next day with a hangover and no recollection of the night before.

"I can't fucking believe this," I stated plainly. I was on the verge of tears but I didn't want to give Jackson the satisfaction.

"So this baby, is he mine?" He asks.

"I hope not," I glared as the hot tears fell.  Jackson stared at me with a hurt look on his face but I couldn't have cared less.

"Well I have responsibility to my child to be a father to him, so figure out your issues so that I can be a dad," Jackson responded. "Unblock my number so I go to the next doctor's appointment." I scoffed quite loudly in this quiet hallway.

"Jackson, I really don't have time for your shit, ok? I already have someone who is extremely excited for our child to be born. Now if you'll excuse, I gotta go break his heart and tell him that our child might not be his," I said. All I could feel in that moment was hatred towards Jackson for ruining my peace. Clearly it wasn't all his fault, I played a part in this shit show but had he not followed me to my room that night, this wouldn't even be a conversation. I pushed pass Jackson, trying to get to the bathroom and lose my lunch.

"We're not done talking Kimmie! You can't just choose to do what you want, whenever you want now. This involves me too," he says, his voice full of anger. He catches the crook of my elbow, refusing to let me leave.

"Jackson let me the fuck GO!" I holler.

"No! Kimmie, you're not going anywhere until we talk this through." His grip on my elbow got tighter as I tried to pry him off of me.

"Jackson, you're hurting me, let go!!!" Tears continued to fall as I started feel trapped, like the walls were closing in.

"Jackson-sshi, I think the lady told you to let her go," a voice spoke in Korean. I turned my head and walking toward us was Lee Know.

"Stay out of this Minho-sshi," He responded, distain dripping off the on the tip of his tongue.

"I don't think I can. I'd advise you Sunbae-nim to let her go before you cause any further of a scene." Lee Know doesn't relent and walks closer. I use this distraction and break out of Jackson's grip, running towards the nearest bathroom.

"Kimmie!" Jackson calls out, prepared to chase after me.

"Just let her go," Lee Know warned. "You-"

I bust into the bathroom, losing my lunch in the nearest stall.  Tears fell with reckless abandon as my stomach lurched forward. I was disgusted and angry, not just with Jackson, but also with myself. I'm pretty sure my sobs could be heard throughout the hallway but honestly I wasn't focused on that.  I leaned back into the toilet bowl, losing the contents in my tummy once again, when I felt someone gently grab my hair, whispering small shushes as they rubbed my back.

I can't help but cry even harder. I can't even force the words, thank you, out in between my short gasps. I grab a piece of toilet paper and wipe my mouth as I try to calm myself down. My tears refuse to stop falling, even though my stomach finally settled. I turn around and am faced with a sad looking Lee Know. He helps me up from the ground, soundlessly, allowing me to collect my bearings before asking me anything.

My sobs turn to sniffles and I'm finally able to start using words.

"Thank you Lee Know-sshi," I say with my head down, unable to face him.