chapter 8: misunderstood

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Namjoon Pov

When I get home it's 9 I was gonna come home at 12 but I finished work fast. I go around the house looking for y/n and when I find her she's in the room sitting down on the bed crying. I go up to her

Namjoon: what's wrong y/n

Y/n: I f-feel sick

I hug her from the side and make her get comfortable. When she falls asleep I get out the room to give her space.

I go to the living room and fins Suga, Jimin, and Taehyung with Karla

"Karla is Namjoon's ex since like 4 years ago, but she is obsessed with Namjoon and never leaves him alone"

I walk up to them

Namjoon: Karla what are you doing here...I've told you many times I don't want you coming here anymore...who let her in anyways

Karla: I need to talk to you in private...so can you guys like give us some privacy

Suga: damn Namjoon I don't know how you dating this witch

Namjoon: I don't know either

I say In a cold tone

The three of them chuckle while they leave. Karla walks up to me and whispers in my ear

Karla: I'ma make you regret saying that...

She smirks at me. She then pushes me on the couch and sits on my laps. I try to move her and when I do she just forces herself onto me. I push her and make her fall on the floor. I hold her chin making her look at me

Namjoon: I've already told you...I don't love you anymore...not after what you did...now get the fuck out of my house you whore

Y/n Pov

I wake up after I realize I fell asleep. I then walk downstairs and when I reach the living room I see Namjoon with a girl. I watch as she starts kissing him. I turn around and gasp as I feel someone grab my arm. Tears start forming in my eyes, while Taehyung hugs me. His hug feels so warm that I don't want him to let go. He then brings me back upstairs to his room. When we reach his room I suddenly feel like vomiting so I go to the bathroom as Taehyung follows me. He holds my hair back as I vomit.

Taehyung: it's ok y/n...don't cry...you just didn't see the things right

I pick my head up and look at him. I stand up

Y/n: didn't see the things right??...you think I'm blind now...huh??...I saw what I saw and Namjoon was kissing that girl...is that why he put me to sleep??

Taehyung: I didn't mean it like that but...you got things mixed up...

Y/n: I need to go now...

I walk out the room while Taehyung looks at me. When I reach the room I start crying, trying to hold my tears back; I fail as I always do. I look out the window

Y/n: why did I even accept to marry him...huh??...just to make my parents happy...I hate them...not caring for my happiness...just theirs...I don't want to be here anymore I'm leaving tonight and I don't care what Namjoon has to say...I don't deserve this

I go out the room and walk downstairs. I make sure Namjoon doesn't see me but he's not in the living room neither is the girl. If he wanted to marry me why bring girls to the house when he knows I will know even if he tries to hide it...I don't know...

I then open the door and run outside but stop when I see that there are gaurds gaurding the exit. Then suddenly a noise appears from the side of the house. I hide as the gaurds run towards that direction. As they leave I fun out the gate to the street. I don't know which way to go so I run just away the house

Namjoon Pov

When I make Karla get out the house I go to the boys and have a chat with them when Taehyung says something I didn't expect him to say

Taehyung: Namjoon...you know y/n saw when you kissed Karla

I stood in shock

Namjoon: WHAT!!??... I thought she was asleep...and I didn't kiss Karla she kissed me but I kicked her right after that happened...

Taehyung: I think she's sick too...you should go check on her

Then a maid suddenly came in the room

Maid: Mr. Kim...I just happened to see Mrs. Kim run out the door to the street

Namjoon: WHAT!!?? WHY DIDNT YOU STOP HER...

maid: i-im sorry m-mr. Kim I was too late to try n s-stop her she r-ran out fast

Namjoon: call some of the gaurds to get the car ready...were gonna go look for her... NOW!!

I get so angry so I throw one of my favorite vases on the floor.  

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