Sweet Love | BTS Jin Fanfic Imagine

Part 10: Bad Memories

I sat down on a chair and scrolled down my social media. It was just a boring evening. But then my phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello Y/N..." The voice responded and then the call ended.

Who was that?

Then I realised.

 I covered my mouth and tried to prevent myself from crying. 

I didn't want that to happen again. 

It was like a nightmare. 

[[Flashback]]

"Hey Y/N!! This is my new friend! His name is Hyung Ki," Taehyung said in delight.

"Hi!" Hyung Ki said while grinning.

"Nice to meet you Hyung Ki! I'm Y/N," I replied.

Hyung Ki was only a year older than me. We hung out quite often since that's what Tae recommended. We had been friends for at least a few years. Then it all happened when we were walking together.

"Hey Y/N," Hyung Ki said as he stopped walking.

"Yeah?" I said.

He pulled me into an alleyway.

"This is the way my father did it so don't think I'm a weirdo or anything," He said quietly.

"What do you mean?" I asked him a tiny bit scared.

"I Iike you Y/N..." He said shyly.

"Thanks! I like you too Hyung Ki!" I said happily.

"Really?" He said surprised.

"Yeah! I like everyone!" I exclaimed.

"Typical Y/N... I meant... I like you more than a friend..." 

He leaned in and lightly kissed my lips.

"Hyun Ki..." I say. "I'm sorry. I don't feel the same way. And aren't we a little young? I'm only thirteen and you're fourteen."

"I don't care... I love you Y/N. More than anything else in this world," Hyung Ki said creepily as he started caressing my cheek.

I quickly hit his hand away but not too hard.

"I'm sorry Hyung Ki... I don't like you back..." I said while trying to avoid eye contact.

He leaned in and kissed me but a rougher kiss. I couldn't stop him.

"S-Stop!" I stumbled.

"I love you Y/N.... Nothing will stop my love for you," He responded.

"I'm sorry. But no. I won't like you more than a friend. Ever," I said trying to make it clear.

He started to cry but his weeping eyes turned into an evil glare.

"Hyung Ki...?" I said feeling uncomfortable and scared.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife.

"A knife...?" I whispered.

How does he have a knife....? He's too young it must be fake.

"If you don't love me back, then I'm afraid I'll have to..." He said while wearing an evil smile.

"Hyung Ki... Your not serious... Are you...?" I said while realising it was a real knife.