Love or Force? (Yoonmin Mpreg)

Chapter 2

Jimin's POV

I have been awake since Yoongi stopped. Crying silently while Yoongi has his arms wrapped around me. Acting like nothing happened. Wishing that I was not naked with Yoongi behind me. Wishing that the cum dripping from my thighs was not there to remind me of what Yoongi did. He raped me. There is no way to put it lightly. How could he do such a thing? I am completely heartbroken. I am confused about his true feelings and mine too. I don't have any energy to do anything. Although I have to eventually.

It's already morning. I sit up and get off of the bed. Not wanting to be next to Yoongi longer than necessary. I look for clothes in my closet and a towel. I go to the conjoined bathroom and take a long warm shower. Crying my heart out, so when the time comes I have no more tears to show anyone. Especially Yoongi. Yoongi doesn't deserve to see me in a vulnerable position. How I wish I could just wash that memory off of me.

I finish the shower and dress up. I enter the bedroom again and see Yoongi is still sleeping. I can't stand this. I went to get a suitcase and quickly packed up my clothes and necessaties. I don't want to be here with the man who told me he loves me but didn't show it to me when I said no. I'm going to my friend Jin's house. He lives with his boyfriend Namjoon. Yoongi suddenly stirred in his sleep.

"Jimin, come here love." He said in his morning voice.

"Why would I" I responded with.

"Your my hubby."

"Huh, funny you should say that, you didn't remember that when you raped me."

"What are you talking about?

"Don't you remember what you did to me?  HUH." I showed him my collarbones and neck that displayed hickeys and bite marks. I dragged down my pants a little to show him the bruises on my hips.

"What the fuck. I did that? I don't remember anything. Jimin, what's going on? If this is a prank, it's not funny. At all."

"Doesn't matter if you remember or not. I'm leaving. I can't be with you anymore."

"Jimin, I seriously don't know what you're talking about. Please don't go."

I ignored him and finished packing while he kept saying the same thing over and over again. I don't believe him. Not one bit. I closed my suitcase and went to get my backpack to pack all the things that didn't fit in the suitcase. In the mean time, Yoongi dressed himself and tried to coax information out of me. He looked genuinely confused. But I still didn't listen to him. I though about hitting him but I though better of it. If I hit him, in the end none of us two would end up unscathed. I didn't want any more problems than the ones I already had. I was out the door after a few minutes. I wanted to get out of there fast.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yoongi asked.

"You don't need to know." I said back.

"Yeah, I do. I'm your husband."

"Not anymore. My Yoongi wouldn't have done what you did to me."

"Jimin. JIMIN PLEASE DON'T GO. TALK TO ME." He ended up yelling when I started moving out the door and towards my car. I could hear desperation and panic in his voice.

The rest was a blur. I just have this hazy image of Yoongi banging on the driver's seat window of my car and yelling things I could not comprehend. When I started the engine and moved out of the parking spot Yoongi's yells and banging increased. I could only hear one word "I'm sorry." I got out of there immediately. I drove my car until I came to a fast food place. I parked and stayed there for a few minutes to get myself together beacuse my vision was blurry and I was crying hysterically. I stayed in the same spot for half an hour and then decided to move on from there.