BTS AMBW Imagines.

dare. (Jhope)

Your emotions may be fucked....your welcome!

There was so much going on in your life. The only person you could talk to was Jhope. You set your pencil down and looked at Jhope. He was taking notes as usual because you were in class after all. You turn to the front and saw your teacher talking to someone you. You shrugged your shoulders and continued to take short glances at Jhope. That was until he turned around and looked at you. Your eyebrows furrowed as you followed his eyes. You saw a badge. Your teacher was talking to the police.

"Miss. (Y/L/N), uh could you please go with the officers." Everyone in the classroom looked at you.

"Probably because they found out she was a prostitute." You took a deep sigh. Rumors were spreading. Of course them makimg it seem like you were a whore but you weren't.

"W-why? Am I being arrested?" Your teacher shook her head.

"No, just please go." You stood up. 

"I'm not leaving until I figure out where the hell I'm going on." They eyed you but you looked away.

"Miss, please come with us. There was an accident with your father and someone told us to pick you up." You froze as your eyes widem.

"Miss did you hear me-"

"Is he okay?" Your eyes were stuck on your desk as you kept reading the rude comments people had writeen on it.

"Miss, we can't discuss that here." You nod as you packed your bag. Taking on last glance ay Jhope, he gave you a worried look before you knew it you was a crying mess.

You sat on your dad's bed holding one of his tshirt.

"We did everything we could." Your eyes widen as the doctor cover your dad's body with a white sheet.  Without thinking you ran pass the nurse and  ran into the room.

"Wow, hey you are not allowed in here."  You ignored him and pulled the sheet down to at least see his face. You wish you didn't.  You screamdd once you saw a bullet hole in his forehead. They killed him, they really killed him. The doctors grabbed you by the waist and tried to drag you out but you weren't up for it.

"Daddy!- you screamed. "D-Don't leave me please! Don't leave me like mama did! " They finally manged to drag you out.

"It's okay," one of the doctors says as they pulled yoh into a hug. "Shh, it's okay."

Your parents were both dead. You didn't ask for this life. You never wanted your parents to be drug smugglers but they were and they died. You pulled his blanket over your head and cried some more. You never wanted to hurt Jhope, but you did anyways.

It's been a week since your dad's death and you were in and out of the police station for questioning. You told them as much as you allowed yourself to do before breaking down in tears. You had no family. 

You sigh softly as you parked in front of your school. You thought that it was good to at least get away from the house. It was too depressing but even so you still lived there you were eighteen and you had a job. It was better than going to a different state to live with your grandparents. Grabbing your backpack you walked into the crowded hallway. You could hear whispers as you walked passed groups. You pulled out your phone and put on your headphones. You weren't in the mood for bullshit. You went to your locker for a bit and stood there. If that Brady bunch bitch tried to even say anything to you. You were going to kill her. You looked at your mirror and saw Hoseok standing there. You turned around. Jhope points to your headphones. You pulled them out and closed your locker.

"I-I heard about your dad." You closed your eyes tightly. You felt something on your shoulder you opened your eyes and saw Jhope. You flinch and took his hand off yours.