21 Days With Him?! (YoonMin)

Chap 24

Yoongi's Pov

"I let you sleep the day away Yoongi but I can't let you sleep through this "date"."

"Why not? I can just say I overslept."

"Nope. He'll definitely tell your father. Now get up and go make him happy... yeah make sure I never say that again," he says and walks away. I stare at the ceiling.

"All I wanted was a normal vacation," I mutter to myself and slowly get out of bed. "He wanted a date but not a pretty boy. I'm going to make myself look so unattractive he's going to throw up and call the date off. That'll probably not happen but its a wild shot. Why am I still talking to myself?"

I walk to the bathroom and do my business. I wash my hands and then look at my face in the mirror. How did I get myself into this mess?

I set on a plain white T and grey joggers thn head out of the bathroom to put my shoes on.

"Have fun," Jimin jokes. I mock him. "Don't be upset. I'll see you in a little bit." He pecks my lips.

"If I don't come back in 2 hours call the cops and check everyone on the street."

"Are you suggesting he's going to make you a stripper?"

"Don't rule out the impossible," I tell him.

"Go have fun!"

"That's not the word you should be telling me. Fun is no where near what I'm about to experience."

He pushes me out the door and I see Munhee knocking on my door. He looks up as Jimin closes the door.

"You didn't dress the part," he fake pouts.

"You're a lunatic."

"Ah ah ah don't. I can still tell your dad." He tries to grab my hand and I pull away. "Dad," he taunts. I give him my hand and he tries to hold my hand.

He drags me to the elevator and then out to a black car.

I'm crying on the inside.

~

"Do you have a favorite show?"

"Nope."

"A favorite color?"

"Fuck you."

"A favorite book?"

"Suck my ass."

"Really? Is it a good read?"

I roll my eyes.

"You have about 2 more hours with me better make it interesting for me or its a call to daddy."

"What do you want Munhee?"

"You."

"Which you can't have. I've got a boyfriend now."

"Jimin? That douche?"

"Hey you watch it!"

"He can't give you what I can."

"Go to hell."

"Only if you'll be going with me."

I roll my eyes.

I sit back in my seat.

"So what's your hobbies?"

"Ignoring you and hoping to get the hell out of here."

"Anything interesting?"

"Wishing to bury you alive or set you on fire." He chuckles. "Wasn't joking."

"You're harmless."

"We'll see about that," I mumble squeezing my fork in my hand.

"So how's your parents?"

"Probably doing better then I am."

"You have a smart mouth. I'm trying to take you on a date!"

"In an abandoned resturaunt! What the fuck is that!"

"I try! You need to learn appreciation!"

"I have appreciation! I don't appreciate you being a fucking creep and blackmailing me to go on a date!"

He grips the edges of the round table and tosses it from in front of us. I jump at the sudden rage. He stands making his chair fall back. He back hands me sending me to the ground. He flings my chair across the room.

I sit up on my butt looking at him in horror. My breathing starts picking up and my heart races about 100 beats a second. Okay maybe not because my heart would explode but it feels that way.

"All I ever done was try to please you and you don't ever seem to notice!"

"You're crazy!" I yell at him.

"I'm crazy? I'll show you crazy!"

He tackles me back onto the ground and straddles me.

"GET OFF!"

"Scream all you want pretty boy no ones gonna hear you," he says deviously and that sends chills down my spine. He pins my arms above my head and tries to rise my shirt.

"NO! GET OFF!" I yell squirming around. He slaps me and tears pour out of my eyes. He tries again and successfully pulls up my shirt.

He stares at me. I feel so exposed.

"HELP!"

"Like I said no one can hear you scream."

He tries to slide my joggers down but I kick my legs around trying, hoping that he's just playing right now and he doesn't really want this.

"Munhee! Please! Don't do this!" I cry.

"Do what? As long as I'm concerned you wanted this."

"I don't want this! I don't want this! Munhee please!" I plead.

He just smirks and kisses me.

"JIMIN!! HELP!!!" I cry.

"Tonight is going to be so much fun."

~ (A/N I'm sorry ^^^^)

I weep as he takes me back to the hotel. I stare out the window wanting to just die.

"I had a lot of fun tonight." He's a fucking lunatic! "Oh c'mon Yoongi you can't be that mad at me."

I blink and continue staring out the window. How will I tell Jimin what happen tonight? I can't! He's going to kill Munhee. If that Jun dude was just dancing with me and he beat him up for no purpose imagine what he's going to do when he does have a purpose.

He parks in front of the hotel.

"It was nice knowing you Yoongi," he smiles.

I open the door and slowly get out, my body aching.

I walk almost with a limp to the elevator. I get on and slide down the wall. How could this have happened? Did he plan to rape me or was it an impulse thing?

I press the fifth floor and ride the silent ride up. When I get to my floor I dry my tears that were left on my face and struggle to get up. I walk to Jimin's door. I hesitate to knock but eventually I do.

Jimin opens the door with a full smile. I take one look at him and crumble to the floor in hysterics.

"Hey hey what's the matter?" he asks catching me before I hit the ground. I cry harder. I don't want to talk about it especially to Jimin. "Yoongi what's the matter? Did he do something to you?" I just cry. Theirs nothing I can do. I don't know what to do.

Jimin scoops me in his arms bridal style and carries me into his room. He closes the door and carries me to the bed.

He gets in the bed with me and I can't help but just cry. I let him over power me!

I don't know how I could sleep but I do and I don't know when I went to sleep but I did.