Bts Imagines [ Book 2 ] EDITING IS ON

Jimin

[Flashback]

"(Y/N)!" You were peacefully lying on your couch when someone knocked brutally on the door.

You could recognize your ex boyfriend's voice.

"I'm coming don't break the door!" Several questions went through your brain but you still stepped to the door to open him.

You gently unlocked the door but your ex boyfriend slammed it open; making you lost your balance and eventually fall.

"Where is he?" He screamed, his neck vein was about to explode.

"What are you talking about?" You stood up on your feet.

"Don't you play with me you little s***!" He violently pushed you against the hallway door.

"Where is he?" He repeated; his hands were pinning your shoulders on the cold wall. His face was inches away from yours, a liquor scent escaped his breath; he was drunk in the middle of the afternoon.

"Why are you even here? I haven't seen you in months and here you are insulting me? Who do you think you are?" You pushed him away with your hands that were free. Serious error.

"I am your ex boyfriend and I can't stand to now you are happy with some other guys!" He harshly slapped you.

Your face came back in its initial position; your hand was rubbing your hit cheek. Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked incredulously at his bloodshot eyes.

"I'm asking you once again; where is he?" The alcohol going through his forehead vein made his mind boil up.

"Why would I ever tell you something about him? You're no longer my boyfriend so just accept the fact you failed to be mine and let him replace you." He punched the wall, making the mirror that was beside you shatter to the ground.

"Get out of here!" You screamed out your lungs.

"Should I remind you you're the one who broke up with me?"

"I know it but I think you forgot the reason why already, you're too drunk to be able to think straight."

"If you weren't that dumb you wouldn't have left me."

"And you're an asshole for having me hurt." Wrath submerged you.

"I am sure you were cheating on me with this new boyfriend of yours!"

"I wasn't."

"I am sure you were!" He began to stroke your tummy. If you first tried to hit him back, he was way stronger than you. You could only let yourself fall to the ground; your head dived in your lap you brought up to your chest.

[Flashback's end]

Tears were rolling down your red bruised face. You bit on your swollen lower lip to try to stop them from streaming down your face but the cut in the corner of your lips began to bleed again. The mirror's broken pieces left cuts all over your body that was already bruised by all the strokes you received yesterday.

You were miserably looking at your reflection in your bathroom's mirror when your cell phone vibrated in your pocket. You took it out and opened your new text that was from your actual boyfriend; Jimin.

"From: Love ♡

I'll be back home within an hour! You don't know how much I missed your body while touring. You better prepare your lips because they are going to be mine today!"