His Trouble Maker {P.J.M} ✅

CHAPTER 4

I took my bag and left before he had the chance to speak. Confusion was all I could think of, the kiss was all I could think of, Jimin was all I could think of. He was my first kiss and I wasn't prepared for it. He was because maybe he was experienced but I wasn't. I didn't respond because I didn't know what to do it was shocking to me. It happened so suddenly that I didn't even see it coming.

His lips were so soft not to mention full and nicely shaped. Jimin is unforgettable but also so irritating, well to me. Even if I didn't spend much time with him I knew he was something different. To me, it felt like he was very naughty but playful and amazingly charming. If he looked into your eyes you would fall in love without you even noticing yourself. It took me a while to realize that I fell hard for him I just always hoped that he fell for me too.

What bothered me the most was that I never knew what he was thinking about when he kissed me. I didn't know what he was thinking about when he saw my face but he said it. He said it loud and proud with no shame, I wouldn't be able to do that.

One thing that I wanted to see from him was a smile, he only smirked but he never smiled at me and that drove me crazy.

Being in my own head that night made me feel lonely again I felt like I wanted to talk to someone but there was no one to talk to. The only person I knew that would listen to me without thinking I'm crazy was my sister but she left. My brother will only get mad and go to Jimin probably kill him.

I knew where Joy lived so I decided to go but I thought,

Wait I'm in clothes that rich parents don't like... let's hope her parents' aren't there.

When I looked through the window I saw a sad joy. I knocked on the window that showed a dining room. She was on the floor with hands on her face, she got up and told me to meet her at the front door.

"What are you doing here?"

She asked out of curiosity.

"I wanted to talk to you about a situation but seems like you need more comforting"

I wanted to tell her my situation with Jimin but it seemed like she was going through worse. No one seemed to be home and she was just there on the floor crying. She let me in and I followed her to her room. Her house was huge maybe her parents or business people but definitely rich.

"Don't you just sometimes wish you had a different family... a family who made an average amount of money?"

She was crying and I didn't really know what to say, she suffered from a family who doesn't pay attention to their children while I suffered from abusive parents. It was different completely different. One of my old friends had the same problem but she still got whatever she wanted. Even if my mother didn't pay attention to me I would be fine but without the part where she beats me every day.

My bruises were only on the parts that I don't expose like my stomach upper legs and shoulders. I mainly had disgusting bruises on my stomach because my mother would kick me. Months of kicking my stomach that at times I would randomly throw up blood. And sadly my mother didn't give a shit she had all the chances she could because my siblings weren't there to save me anymore. But it was a bonus because my father wasn't there.

"Like I seriously don't know what to do... I want to run away but they will know how to find me"

That really wasn't her excuse she had an older brother who took good care of her but he had to kiss his parents ass to avoid trouble. I didn't know what to say so I only hugged her and allowed her to drench me with tears. She didn't seem like the type to have problems like that, she is always so happy and full of Joy. Her name matched her perfectly because she was literally full of it.

"Joy... if I am going to be honest with you I don't know what to say... I can't relate to you in that way"

"why?"

"Because.... all I could tell you is that I suffer from worse I can't tell you because I want to give it some time to where I could fully trust you but one day you will know and it will be very soon"

She only shook her head meaning that she understands and just continued sobbing quietly in my arms. I felt really bad for her because I wanted to be the one and tell her that things will be ok but I had no experience in that.

"Is she still alive?"

Well, I can't say about that just yet there's a long way to go.

"You know out of everything you still haven't told me your name..." I giggled because I forgot.

See even though she was sad I knew she hated being in a sad atmosphere. She would try to lighten the mood even if she was the one suffering. Many times she would try to put a smile on my face but it was a battle to keep my mouth shut and to keep my poker face. When I used to walk around school I would see her smiling and I would try to not smile. Finding people like that is hard but they are the best to keep when finding that person.

"Oh right y/n... my name is Kim y/n" I smiled warmly with my chin on her head.

I thought a lot about her when I was hugging her. Things like I am so lucky that I finally found a real friend that makes me smile and worries for me all the time. And especially to share with her about park jimin.

"I wanted to come to you and talk about someone I'm into at the moment"