Two Worlds - Namjin

16- Breaking

Pov. Jin

I spent the whole day talking about him. Whenever someone would ask me why my smile was so big I would say his name. Because Namjoon was up until a few seconds ago my main reason to be happy. I've been living with my head in the clouds thinking about nothing but him. At least until I came back home. When I turned the key I wasn't expecting anything more than seeing my father making dinner or reading a book. I could've never imagined this. Is it because I trusted him too much? Do I really make such bad decisions?

- Namjoon?

That expression in his face after getting caught breaks my heart in half. The drugs passing from his hand to my father's. And while my boyfriend stands in place staring at me with no words coming out of him, my father takes the package in an almost desperate move.

- Dad! Leave that!

- It's only for tonight, I promise! You don't even have to stay here, you can go have fun with the boyfriend you're always mentioning

- Please, dad. We tried so hard, just give it back

- It's just a taste!

Oh for fuck's sake. Usually, seeing him like this is one of those things that make me feel hopeless. But right now I don't have the energy to think about how easily he can stop trying. All I have is anger ready to explode.

- Give me that!

I take the stupid package and walk away from him. Finally, Namjoon moves. He holds my father in place when he sees his intentions of coming after me. I go to the bathroom and flush this fucking crap down the toilet. Frustrated, angry, surpassed by the situation. Fuck this, fuck him, fuck Namjoon, fuck everyone. When I walk out, neither of them has the time to say a word.

- Namjoon get out of my house. Now.

- Love, I-

- OUT! NO WORDS, NO APOLOGIES, NO MORE BULLSHIT. GET OUT, LEAVE, GO FUCK YOURSELF AND DON'T YOU DARE COMING BACK HERE

While my father tries to find a way to somehow recover the drugs from the sewer, Namjoon tries to convince me to talk.

- I had no idea, love. I promise it was the last ti-

- You promise?! Promise?! You have no idea what staying true to your word is! You are a liar!

He cries as he tries to hold my hand. I can see the regret in his eyes. The pain in his tone when he says my name. But I can't forgive him. All I wanna do is beat the shit out of him honestly. I've never been this angry. Probably because I've never been this hurt. I don't even realize I'm crying as well until he tries to clean one of my tears.

But it's too late. I slap his hand away and push him out the house. He doesn't resist but keeps trying to explain himself begging for me to hear him out.

- If you could listen, I swear all I wanted was to buy you a present and...the money...I swear, it was gonna be the last time

- It doesn't matter. Don't you get it? Even if it wasn't my father. Even if it was the last time. Even if they got you a million dollars to finally leave this shitty place. You promised me you'd stop...you lied and hurt the only person I worked so hard to protect.

- I-I know...I know but-

- I don't ever wanna see you again, Namjoon. So you don't have to worry. You can have whatever kind of shitty life you want. You can go have the exciting life you've always wanted without worrying about me...

He can't answer. Not before I close the door. He tries to insist from outside but I walk as far from that room as possible. I don't wanna listen to him. To anything he has to say. So much anger finally becomes something different. I feel a lump in my throat and a pit in my stomach. My whole body feels like I just came back from an actual physical fight.

Through the open bathroom door I can see my father with half his arm inside the toilet. Useless. Those drugs are gone. But knowing that doesn't make me feel any better. I wanna get the hell out of here. Go somewhere where I don't have to deal with all this shit.

I enter the living room one more time. Over the table there's my blue box where all my savings used to be. It was forced open by him and even though it's obviously empty I still check just in case I can find anything left. There's nothing at all. The money I saved all this time is all gone. I'll have to spend my whole life here.

This time I can't convince myself again of being hopeful and working to get the money back. I can do nothing but to fall apart. I cry my eyes out, louder than ever. Until my whole energy finally dries out. And until the boy on the other side of the door finally gives up and leaves just like I asked him to...

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Hi babes, sorry for the saddest fucking chapter of this story. There's only 4 chapters left so we're at the peak of drama

I'll see you soon for whatever Namjoon decides to do about this. We're close to my favorite chapter hahaha

- Baby Y