You Are My Jam (BTS FANFIC)

47: One Horrible Night

JAMIE POV

"What the-- WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" My father screamed as he barged into my room, where Jimin and I were cuddling on the bed. We jumped up and got out of bed. My father glared at Jimin with unbelievable anger, the same look he had the night he broke my leg.

"Dad! I--"

"WHO IS HE?! ANSWER OR I WILL KILL YOU BOTH RIGHT NOW!" He screamed. He took a step towards Jimin, but I stood between them.

"No one! He is just a friend and I--" He slapped me and pushed me away easily, slamming my body against the wall.

"Jamie!" Jimin yelled, taking a step towards me, but my dad pushed him away. He grabbed Jimin's collar and moved him towards the window, putting his upper body out of it.

"JIMIN!" I screamed.

"Jamie! Stay back!" Jimin yelled back at me.

"No! Dad stop please!" I screamed. I watched as my father released his grip on Jimin's shirt, sending him out of the window.

"NOOOO!"

END OF DREAM

"NOOOO!" I screamed as I shot up from bed. Tears stained my eyes and sweat drenched my hair and clothes. I looked around my dark room. Everything was calm and soundless. I looked at the clock to see that it was 5:23 am. I breathed heavily as my heart raced, and I looked around frantically. I quickly looked out of the window to see a sleepy Jimin getting up and rubbing his eyes.

"What happened Jamie? Are you okay?" He asked. Upon seeing him, my heart relaxed and tears ran down my face.

"Oh thank God. Oh my gosh. Please. Thank you." I mumbled as I covered my face, rocking back and forth.

"What's wrong Jamie? Babe talk to me." He said. I continued to sob. I was so relieved that he was okay. I was so relieved that that horrible nightmare was over. I wiped my tears and tried to calm myself down.

Jimin patiently and worriedly looked at me, waiting for an answer. I shook my head.

"Nothing. I'm okay. I love you Jimin, I love you so much." I said. He raised his eyebrow.

"I love you too... Jamie what's wrong, I know something is wrong." He said. I shook my head again.

"No it was just a nightmare. Nothing serious. I'm sorry for worrying you." I said. He let out a sigh of relief.

"You scared me! Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" He asked with care. I smiled at my perfectly safe boyfriend. I just watched you fall out of my window... I can't talk about it... not right now. I shook my head.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He gave me a confused look.

"I'm fine. Your the one I'm worried about." He said. I nodded.

"If your fine, I'm fine. I'm sorry for waking you. Go back to sleep." I said.

"You sure? Everything is good?" He asked. I nodded again. He smiled at me. "Okay then, go back to bed too. I'll see you in a couple hours." He said.

"Goodnight." I said. He nodded and laid back down. I did the same as I stared at the ceiling. Mom... that was so scary. I can't handle things like that, please keep such nightmares away from me. I took a deep breath. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I rolled around countless times, but the fear of having that nightmare again kept me wide awake.

Finally, I stood up and decided to get a cup of water. I walked downstairs and neared the kitchen, where I saw that the light was on. Curiously, I peered through the door to see Elizabeth cooking.