Breakage [ On Hold ]

Chapter-9

"Um Selena, what the fuck is this". In case y'all are confused, let me tell you about the outfit I'm wearing right now aka, Selena's choice. First of all, this shit can't be considered as "clothing". Second, my cleavage was pretty much visible, call me naive or dorky or whatever. Third, it was black for fucks sake. If I wanted to change something about myself, it would definitely be me switching to colours other than black.

I reached towards my drawer and took out the choker Jimin asked me to wear. It was black (duh) and it had the letter R handing down. It was beautiful.

"Trust me Rach, it looks amazing" Selena said, walking towards me, smoothing my hair across my shoulders. I gave her my best 'you're screwed' stare, but she wasn't having any of that. God.

I turned around to grab some lip gloss out of my bag, when Selena caught hold of my shoulder.

"I'm really happy you're finally moving around on your own, Rach. Really". I gave her a weird look, mainly because I wasn't used to this side of her. The side that praised me. I blinked a few times, trying to recall what she said.

"Uh...thanks?"

"No really. I'm serious. Im uh...  Proud of you."

The next thing I know, my arms we're around her shoulders, hugging her tight. I was lucky enough to get such an amazing friend. I couldn't ask for more. I just couldn't.

A soft knock on the door broke the silence. I lifted my face up, looking at Selena. Selena nodded.

"Go get em' tiger. Let the frat dudettes know what you're made of"

I smiled and walked towards the door, unlocking it. Jimin was standing there, with his hands on either side of the door, his eyebrow raised. Just the eyebrow.

"You look. . Smokin'" Jimin finally said. I giggled looking at the surprised look on his face. He never had seen me in such a dress. No scratch that, he never saw me in a dress before.

"You don't look so bad yourself" I said, biting my lips. It was involuntary. I couldn't help but notice how yummy her looked. Chicken steak yummy.

"Ready?"

"Yeah, let's go" I said, grabbing my coat and waving goodbye to Selena. We walked down and go inside his car, which smelled of mint. The car started up with a short crank, and I kinda jumped on my seat.

I felt Jimin's cold for gets trace mthe back of my hand, while he drove. I smirked.

"Hands off, mister. Look at the road"

"Yeah that would've worked before you decided to look sexy, and now I just can't keep my hands off you"

"Jimin. . The road."

He stopped the car by the side, and before I knew it, his hands were around my waist, and his lips were hovering near my jawline. I breathed.

"Don't make me lose it Racheal. We need to get there in 2 minutes" he said, pulling me in and kissing me hard enough to make me realize that he wasn't kidding. I kissed back, stuffing a bunch of his hair in my hands and pulling his closer. He pulled back, placing his forehead against mine, breathing heavily.

"Okay. Okay."

We could hear the loud booming of the speakers about two blocks away. Jimin parked the car and helped me out, his hands resting on my hips. We walked inside the house, and I swear, I felt my eardrums asking me the get the fuck out.

"Hey man!" I watched a guy walk towards Jimin and pat him real hard on the back. Was this Taehyung? Or seokjin? Or Jungkook? I had no effing idea.

"I wanna introduce you to my girl, you guys" Jimin pulled me forward and introduced me to them again, since I had pretty much forgotten their names. They joked around on how Jimin was lucky enough to find a "hotshot". I smiled and laughed through all of this, despite the ultra weirdness. I turned around, and found the one person I had been avoiding since three weeks. Yoongi.

His eyes were piercing through mine, and his lips were curved into a frown. The same dull frown. His hands were balled into fists, his veins popping out.  I turned my face away, it wasn't worth the anger, the hate, the disapproval, and certainly not the 'I told you to stay away'.

"Hey, whatchu looking at?" Jimin asked, turning his head back.

"Nothing, let's get something to drink" I said, pulling his towards the table of drinks. Jimin's friends came hopping around, and voted for shots. Sure, now I'll have Selena show up with a stomach pump anytime now.

I took the first shot, and clapped my hands over my mouth, shaking my head in disgust. It fucking tasted horrible and the aftertaste? PATHETIC.

Jimin lead me towards the dance floor, and we stood in the middle, dancing softly to the beats. He grabbed my waist and pulled my closer, melding my body to his. We kept dancing for a while, our bodies closer than they could ever get. His hands reached towards the zipper at my back and for a moment I froze.

To my horror, he had started working the zipper down, proceeding to remove my dress. I pulled away hashly, zipping it back. Jimin gave me an evil smirk and pinned both my hands behind my back, trying to remove my dress. What the fuck?

"Come on babygirl, you know you want this" he said, holding my hands in place with a firm grip. I struggled hard and pushed his back, and I slapped him.

Everyone stopped dancing. Jimin looked around and pushed me back, shouting on my face.

"You fucking wanted it! You wanted me to fuck you! And when I do, you slap me?"

I took two steps back, in shock. I couldn't stand straight anymore.

"I knew you were a slut since the very beginning, Racheal Ruth. You're just one of those girls whose would act innocent to get guys, and get all kinky with them, getting them to sleep with you."

"What? I never wanted to sleep with you, Jimin. I just wanted  a real relationship" I did finally, regaining my balance. I wobbled a few times, and held the table for balance.

"Let's see what you'll do, Racheal" he said, walking towards me, grabbing my dress and pulling on it. I fought back hard. He was too strong for me. The crowd around us just watched. No one came forward to help me. I was in this alone.

Suddenly, I heard a loud crack from the back and before I knew it, Jimin was getting pounded on the floor. Jimin yelled and the guy punched him hard in the face. Jimin coughed a few times, and when he looked up, his nose was bleeding. The guy who punched him turned around. It was Yoongi.