Lost ♡ Park Jimin

13

*Last time*

"Eh, Lee, I have the results."

I immediatly stopped and turned to look at Namjoon.

"What does it say?"

"Min Jihun" Namjoon said.

*No*

*No, no, no*

*It can't be*

All the memories came back.

Pain, disgust, hatred.

The bruises, cuts and scars on my arms and body suddenly started to hurt more.

I was staring in front of me with a blank face trying to keep my breathing under control. Everything flashed in front of my eyes.

"Lee, is everything ok?" Taehyung suddenly asked, I could hear he was worried.

I stayed silent, trying to progress everything that was happening.

"Do you know him?" Namjoon asked.

Then I snapped.

"NO, IT CAN'T BE, tell me wich name is really on the screen!" I yelled, my voice cracked at the end of the sentence.

Namjoon quietly repeated the name again: "Min Jihun."

I bowed my head down and put it in my hands.

"No, no, no, no this is all a dream Lee, you'll wake up soon." I mumbled.

"Lee, who is that person? Can u please explain, I'm really worried." Taehyung said while pulling me in a hug.

I quickly raised my head again and pulled out of the hug while staring into Tae's eyes.

"That is my dad."

"How do you mean ,why are you so scared?"

I stayed silent.

"Sorry, I need to go home, I don't feel well." I said while I stood up.

"Wait, why? Please explain, I want to help."

"Please Tae, please, I need to go home." I was begging at this point, I couldn't stay here any longer. I didn't want to tell him, I was too scared.

I took my phone and ran to the front door to leave, I didn't even care anymore that I would have to walk home alone. I could hear Tae yelling at me.

Just when I was going to open the door I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around looking who was holding me back.

"Let me take you home."

It was Jimin.

"I heard everything."

I looked up to his eyes, his eyes stood worried.

I nodded and backed up to let him go first. He walked towards his car and opened up the door for me, I stepped in and sat down, pulling my knees towards my chest, leaning against the cardoor. I could feel warm tears run down my cheeks.

Jimin sat down at the drivers seat and started driving.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Y-yes."

"Lee, tell me the truth, you can trust me."

I looked at him, he was looking into my eyes.