Living With A Vampire | p.j [r18]

Chapter 20

Your POV

This was Jungkook, my boyfriend, here and now, standing, in front of me. How did he find me? I covered my mouth as I noticed his eyes, they were the same as Mr. Park's. They had that dark and empty look inside of them. My Jungkook, was gone. I tried my best to hold in the tears, so this is what he meant. This is what he meant by he'd erase him from my life.

I sat down in a chair, I didn't know what to possibly think anymore. I hated him. I hated this man so much. If I killed myself it would all go away. How could he do this to me? How could he hurt me even more than he already has. "Now now y/n, you don't mean that. You don't hate me, you're just frustrated and hurt," he said before making his way toward me. "I do everything out of love, I love you y/n." I shot him a glare, "NO! This isn't love, you're just obsessed! You have a sick obsession with me! That's why you won't let me go and keep hurting the people I love!" I wanted to say those words so badly before, but I never had the courage until now. He's crossed the line, a big line.

"I don't appreciate you using that tone with me!" He yelled while grabbing the back of my hair, causing me to yelp in pain. He motioned for Jungkook to leave before averting his eyes back on me. His voice lowered, "I'll make you fall in love with me, if it's the last thing I do." He then left you to cry by yourself.

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It's been a few days since I've had that argument with Mr. Park. The maid brought me breakfast and gave me a notice that he was waiting for me downstairs. She dressed me in a deep purple dress before escorting me down.

He stood there looking at his phone, waiting. I clenched my fists as he ordered Jungkook to go take care of some kind of commotion going on someplace. How can he live with himself, ordering people around to do his dirty work. Knowing he ruined so many people's lives.

"Ahh y/n, it's good to finally see you. Did you sleep well?" He asked while putting his phone back in his pocket. A smile grew across his lips, as if nothing was wrong, as if life is just great. He makes me sick.

His eyes darkened, great he read my mind again. Just peachy, "Your disrespect towards me is discrimination, learn to keep your thoughts to yourself if you don't want me to know what nasty things might lurk in your mind." He said before tightly gripping my wrist and pulling me outside the mansion and inside a black limo.

"W-where are we going?" I asked curiously but also nervously. He shot me a glance and looked back out the window. Fine ignore me then, see if I care.

The ride was long with the silence between us. He broke it though, "I brought you to an art museum, I read in your file and saw that you liked them, so I brought you to a high class gathering meet. That's why I had you dress nice, famous artist are here so please be on your best behavior." I scoffed at his speech, now he's treating me like a child. I heard a heavy sigh escape his lips, I guess he read my mind again.

"Well well well! If it isn't Park Jimin! It's good to see you," a guy in a black suit and tie said before shaking his hand. "It's a pleasure Namjoon," he said with a smile. Park Jimin? So his name is Jimin. Why didn't he ever tell me I wonder? "Well who do we have here?" Asked the taller male. "Ah yes, this is my fiancé Y/n," Jimin said before motioning me to greet him. I stuttered slightly before taking out my hand to give him a shake. He gave me a questioning look at my hand that was raised out to him. What's wrong with him? Why won't he shake it? Jimin leaned in toward my ear, "You're supposed to bow or curtsy, not shake hands," he whispered before pulling away. My mouth made an 'o' shape before I bowed to the man. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you Y/n, do enjoy your time at this gathering," he smiled before leaving us alone again.

The artwork was breathtaking, I really could stay here forever. I had a strong passion for art like this. "I'm glad you like it," Jimin said before sitting next to me in front of an exhibit. "Y-yes...thank you," i say before shifting my eyes on the art piece again. "We can come here again if you'd like," he said as he grabbed my hand in his. My eyes averted to his hand, I just stared at it. "Ahh, sorry...too soon right?" He said before taking his hand off mine.

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The day finally came, the day I dreaded so much. The wedding, I really didn't want to be here, but I know I had no choice. I was trapped in this house, and he always has eyes on me.

Maids came in and brought me to a different dressing closet in another room. This room was full of wedding dresses, they were all so beautiful.

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Author's Note: please go check out my Jungkook Imagines series! Requests are open! Thank you~ 😊