Before I Do (Kim Namjoon x reader x Min Yoongi ff)

Chapter Five: You Should Leave Him

Yoongi's POV

I wasn't following Y/n. We were heading in the same direction.

Tomorrow's my birthday. I wonder if she remembers.

I looked down for a moment at the drink I purchased from the gas station and heard a loud bang. I jumped in my seat a little. Y/n's left tire blew, and her car swerved to the right. My guess was to avoid oncoming traffic, but there was a deep ditch to our right and barely any room to pull over. I put on my emergency lights and stayed to the right of the road as I pulled over.

Oh God, please let Y/n be okay. Please let her just be in the ditch and not in the trees.

I looked at the trees and she wasn't there. I walked closer and there she was in the ditch. I heard mumbling from where I was standing. I had to be careful on how to get to her, to help her.

Another driver pulled over, "Call for help!!!" I said to the person in the other car.

The passenger of the car nodded her head.

"help... Help! SOMEBODY HELP ME! PLEASE!!!"

I turned back to the car in the ditch. "HOLD ON I'M COMING." I was feeling panicked.

The driver from the other car walked over and slid down the dirt, trying not to fall.

The sun was going down quickly but I could make out his silhouette. She starts to walk to upwards to the road, stumbling from the rocks and dirt. I held out my hand for her to take and to help her walk up to me. The ditch was quite steep. When she finally gets up onto the road, I was going to hug her to calm her down, but she runs into the arms of the other car's passenger, who had her arms out. She was ready to hold a shaking and crying Y/n.

~Time skip~

I stood by Y/n as she talked to the highway patrol officer, he said that she was lucky her car didn't flip or that she didn't end up crashing into the nearby trees. I wanted to tell him he should be a little more sensitive, considering her situation.

"So, you're telling me that the seatbelt didn't restrict at all?" The officer asked suspiciously.

"No officer. That's why I hit my head." She says back, her voice quivering with fear.

The officer squiggles something into his notepad and he says something about going to talk to the other people that helped her.

Y/n's phone rang, and she looked even more scared if that was possible.

She hesitantly picked it up. "H-hello? Jackson... I'm sorry I got into an accident. My car is totaled... I'm sorry. I even got you a milkshake, but I don't think you can get it."

I could hear him screaming on the other side of the phone. Her body seemed racked with fear right now and all I wanted to do was hold her.

I knew what was happening with Jackson. In the past, I had even tried to speak to him to get him to not hurt her anymore. It didn't work. He had beaten her harder that night. I knew because he had sent me pictures, telling me that I shouldn't get into people's business.

"Okay... Bye. I love you too." She says the last sentence quietly, almost like she didn't want to say them at all.

I looked at her, seeing tears and hurt in her beautiful eyes. Her eyes, although beautiful when happy, were a heartbreaking beautiful when sad.

After the officer concluded that it was nothing but an accident, he allowed Y/n to go. She called her parents to let them know she was fine and to not worry because a friend was taking her to the hospital to get checked. I called my parents to let them know everything was fine and that I was going to be home late. They were on a business trip, so it didn't matter anyway, because they were never home but I wanted to make sure they knew.

I drove Y/n to the hospital. They said she had some bruises and her muscles would be sore for a few days, but she would be fine. She had friction burns on her neck from where the seatbelt rubbed but failed to protect her.

"Okay, boyfriend! Just make sure she stays awake for a while and be sure to check back in with her primary doctor tomorrow. Here are some meds for you to take home." The nurse says to me.

"Yes, ma'am."

The nurse then leaves the room, saying something about discharge papers.

I turn to Y/n, "Break up with him."

She turns to me, "What did you say?"

I sit down next to her and hold her hand gently, "Y/n, I know what's been going on. These bruises... aren't from the car accident."

She yanks her hand back, "I tripped." She says coldly to me.

I sigh and exit her room. I pull out my phone and call the one person I knew she would listen to, Namjoon. I tell him minor details like how she should leave him and whatnot.

Namjoon arrives at the room and Y/n's face lights up immediately. "Joonie!"

He takes a seat next to her and laughs, "Hi, Kitten."

Her face suddenly confused, "Wait... Why are you here?"

He takes her hand, "Well, my little kitten, I think you know why I'm here. You should leave him, Kitten."