Wears pastel (VMon)

Chapter 19

NamJoons pov

She what?! That fucking bitch! She's dead once I'm out. "You bitch! How dare you do that! I'm gonna kill ya!!"

The doctor walked in, "Mr. Kim please stop yelling. Respect your mother, once she's dead you can't get another one." Bastard!

"She's my fucking step mother and who cares if she dies I'll be happier when she dose." I yelled at him. "Call the cops, there was a murder I'd like to tell them." He nodded and left. My step mom laughed. "What's so funny?!"

"Oh sweetie...They won't know because his body and any evidence is put away." I grabbed the tray that had my food on it and threw it at her. It hit her head, "Fuck! Doctor!" A doctor came in with a cop. "He threw his tray at my face." The cop looked at me.

"She's a killer!"

"NamJoon! Just because you don't like me you have no right to call me a murderer when I didn't kill anyone." She yelled and acted innocent. "I think he might have lost his mind when he shot himself. Please get him help."

"Fucking bitch! You need help. You just want my money!!" I got up and went over to her. The cop tried to stopped me but I pushed him off. I grabbed her collar and pulled her close. "You killed my boyfriend you bitch. Now see what happens when I kill you." I put my hand to her throat and squeezed it a little. "Tell them the fucking truth."

The cop and Doctor grabbed me and held me back. "Mr. Kim stop it!" The cop put me back on my bed and handcuffed me to the bars. "This is for your own good. We don't want you hurting yourself. Now calm down and tell me what happened."

I took a deep breath and told him. "She killed my boyfriend, she told me herself. And she's the one who shot me."

"I did no such thing joonie. Why are you making stuff up? He must of had a dream. He's insane. He must of killed his own boyfriend. I would like to put my son into a mental hospital please. He's crazy." The cop nodded and went out the room, the doctor followed after. I'm still handcuffed, and she's there smiling away like the bitch she is.

"Joonie sweet sweet Joonie you can't win. Hope you love white, because that's all you're wearing." I glared at her hoping to scare her. "That won't work. Sorry." She walked out the room.

"Bitch."

Week later.

I'm out the hospital, but I'm going to a different one. My wrist were in cuffs and they dragged me all the way to the place. "Hey! New guy." I turned around and looked at the guy. "Come this way. Your room is over here. You'll be sharing it with someone." He said and I nodded.

"You take medicine twice a day, no skipping. Dinner at 6pm breakfast at 8am. Lunch if you want it or not." I nodded again. "To warn you. The meds might make you see things. Ok." I nodded again and we came to the room. "25 You got a friend. Oh and you number is 213. Go in." I walked in the room and saw a person sitting in the corner.

"He-hello.?" I stuttered. He looked at me with crazy eyes.

"Hello~" he said holding out the 'llo' part longer. "What's your name?"

"NamJoon."

"Well NamJoon I'm BamBam nice to meet you." He pointed at me. "Why so serious?"

"No reason at all."

"Ooooo~ I see you picked out the color you are going to be wearing? What color?"

"Pastel Blue."

"Why such a girly color?"

"Someone I loved, anytime he could get, he wears the colors."

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