Jimin and Ronnie have been dating for years but have a bad history... Jimin starts turning to his old ways... will Ronnie stay and deal with it or finally leave
Tw; book contains abuse/cheating/smut
18+
(Finished unrevised)
Chapter was written to the song creepin' by metro booming, 21 Savage, and the weeknd
(Contains smut and drug use)
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*jimin pov*
I fucked up again. I keep fucking up. I'm a fuck up. Why did I react like that.
My phone wouldn't stop fucking ringing.
"What?" I answered with a snap.
"Jeez dude. I was gonna see if you wanted to go out."
"Where?" I was hoping he'd say the club somewhere I could get lost with someone else, anyone else.
"Bar up the street."
It'd do. "Fine."
"I'll be there in 15 minutes." He hung up.
I ran my hands through my hair and changed into a nicer outfit. I headed down stairs. I peeked over the stairway to see Ronnie asleep on the couch. Guilt pinged through my heart. I skipped down the last few steps and walked to the coffee table in front of where Ronnie was sleeping. I picked up my keys and quietly left the room.
"Jimin?" She whispered looking at me confused.
"Go back to sleep I love you."
"Where are you going?" She was sitting up now.
I saw Tae's headlights through the window. "Out with Tae."
She looked at me with no emotion. "To cheat."
"No. Stop assuming the worst from me. I love you." I left with that.
"Everything good?" Tae said once I stumbled into his car.
"Fucking dandy." I said.
"Wanna talk about it?"
I shook my head no. "Nope." I let the "p" pop.
It was a 10 minute drive. The bar was not a great one. Most people were between the ages of 40-50 who frequented or young college students and high schoolers who knew the owner didn't ID anyone. However odds are the bar was filled with a bunch of drugged out 35-40 year olds. I assume thats why Tae chose this place.
We walked in and my prediction was correct other than a high school couple sipping some white claws nervously. I laughed to myself. I scanned the room for someone pretty enough to use for the night.
"Stop." Tae said. "I took you here for a good time between us. The guys. Kookie's coming too."
I rolled my eyes and ordered a whiskey. I chugged it down and ordered a second. "I'll do what I want."
"Can you fucking chill out?" Tae grabbed my arm as I was handed a 3rd cup.
"Let me go." I growled.
Kookie's happy face bubbled through the bar soon enough. I rolled my eyes. Fucking hell I wanted to just numb the pain with someone else. I spotted someone. A blonde. Maybe 40 years old.
