DON'T LET ME GO | PJM

Chapter 92

Jimin's rage burned as he relentlessly pummeled Taemin, each punch driven by the anger he felt for what Taemin had done to Y/N. He had an overwhelming desire to put an end to Taemin's existence. In his blind fury, he reached out for an alcohol bottle, contemplating a brutal means to finish it all.

Taemin didn't react, he only smiled. Every pain he felt was worth it for the dreadful expression on Jimin's eyes. His face was full of blood and his whole body was full of bruises from Jimin violence, brutally punching and kicking him. But he didn't even look slightly terrified of Jimin, he was laughing.

"Park Jimin, what are you waiting for? Do you hate yourself for not able to kill me? Then just do it, it's your chance." Taemin's sadistic laughter echoed through the room, his face a grotesque mask of blood and bruises. He taunted Jimin, daring him to finish the job, to succumb to his darkest desires.

Jimin hit his head with a bottle in his grip, the room now a gruesome scene of violence. "Anyone who hurt my woman should be dead."

The anger and desperation he felt for what Taemin had done to Y/N surged through him, blinding him to reason or restraint.

He was about to hit Taemin's head with the broken bottle when the door was suddenly open. A slender figure got inside and yelled. "Park Jimin, no!" Her voice quivered as she called out his name, pleading with him to stop.

The unexpected voice startled Jimin, causing him to momentarily freeze in his violent onslaught.

Y/N's heart pounded with fear and desperation as she gazed at the chaotic scene before her. The sight of Jimin, covered in blood and poised to strike again, sent shivers down her spine. She knew that if he continued, it could lead to catastrophic consequences for their family.

If Jimin was charged with murder this time he wouldn't be able to avoid it. Then it would be over for all of them, if it was over then what about their family?

What about Grandma?

"Jimin, please!" Y/N cried, her voice cracking. "Don't do this. It's not worth it." Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him, her gaze filled with anguish. She knew the pain he was feeling, the anger and protectiveness that had consumed him, but she also knew that violence wouldn't heal their wounds. It would only lead to more pain and suffering.

Her words hung in the air, the weight of their shared trauma pressing down on them. Y/N prayed that Jimin would listen, that he would find the strength to set aside his rage.

The door was opened, there were a lot of people outside. All of them were watching, with fear on their faces. They could hear the sound from inside but nobody was brave enough to open the door. Not until Jungkook, Taehyung, and Y/N came.

In that tense moment, Y/N's gaze remained fixed on Taemin, who lay on the floor. She was afraid he was dead but he was smiling. The chilling sight of his twisted smile sent shivers down her spine. She couldn't help but wonder if he was playing some sick game, reveling in the turmoil he had caused.

She knew that a single blow from Jimin could potentially end it all, exacting brutal revenge for the torment she had endured. The power to decide Taemin's fate rested in Jimin's hands, and the temptation to deliver that final blow was palpable.

Jimin, too, was acutely aware of the gravity of the situation. His fists were clenched, and anger radiated from him like a palpable force. The desire for retribution, for vengeance, pulsed through his veins. Yet, he also knew that the consequences of such an act would be catastrophic.

The room seemed to hold its breath as they both grappled with the conflicting emotions and the weight of their choices. It was a crossroads, a pivotal moment that could determine the course of their lives, and the life of their son, Joon Min.