Park Jimin | First

IX

"Finding a sweet dream in a nightmare, is the hardest part"

Jimin wrapped his fingers around my waist tightly.

He kissed me, violently,  digging his nails into me.

He hugged me hard, too hard, pulling my body closer to his.

I couldn't breathe. I was breathless.

His warm breath on my neck made my hair stand on end. I was scared.

His soft kisses on my neck turned into hard bites.

It hurt like hell. I wanted him to stop. He was scaring me.

I cried.

"Jimin. STOP!" I screamed, tears rolling down my face.

"Ready?" He asked, gritting his teeth, turning me around, making me look at him.

There was a dirty smirk on his face.

He pulled me into a tight caress, clenching his hands around my waist.

"W-what are out doing?!" I yelped.

He kissed my collar bone, down my chest.

His fingers made their way up to my hair, he untied my ponytail.

He pulled my hair slightly, it felt uncomfortable.

"Dance with me." He shouted. His lips still touching my body.

His strong hands gripped harder on my waist. I let out a yelp.

"JIMIN! NO!" I screamed, crying from the pain.

***

I woke up, breathless, to the ringing of my alarm.

It was a dream, Olivia, relax.

Thank god it was only a dream.

It was so vivid that it could've been real.

As I caught my breath, I felt my face, it was hot and sweaty.

Hot tears were pouring down my cheeks. I was shocked.

I've never dreamt of something like that before. I've never had those feeling before.

He had hurt me. But it wasn't real.

I looked at my clock, 5am.

I had now started setting my alarm an hour earlier so that I could dance with Jimin.

He was already in the dance studio, I could hear our (my) song playing from downstairs.

Hot bodied, I slipped out of bed and changed into my dance gear.

Forget about that dream, Olivia.

I had to make myself forget about the dream, so that dancing with him wasn't awkward.

I went into the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water.