I Want To Hear You | Park Jimin ✔

Chapter 7

               Y/N's POV

      The drive back home was quiet. Painfully  quiet. I glanced at my father, his eyes were focused on the road, but his brows remained furrowed. I sighed and looked out the window. Breaking the silence, I whispered a small whisper, "W-what happ-p-pened...?" I turned towards him to see if he was speaking, but his lips were not moving. Then, he did a u-turn, surprising me. I looked out the window, noticing we were going somewhere different. "D-dad?" I whispered, looking at him, my fear obviously showing. He stayed still, still driving to another area. I continued to stare at him. He never acted like this before, he was always so sweet and gentle, but right now. He looked cold and numb to everything around him. He stopped at a small house, I looked at him, confused. He mouthed the words, 'Get out.'  Before I could respond he stepped out of the car and reached for something in the back, I gasped at what he was holding. "M-my stuff-f?" I stepped out of the car, about to ask him what he was doing, but then a little old lady came out of the house. She was about to run to my dad, but then stopped when she stared at me. She ran to me and held me into her embrace. I looked at her, shocked. I looked back at my dad, pleading for answers, but he continued to stay silent and look away. The old lady stopped hugging me and smiled, she started signing, 'Hello! I'm your grandmother! It's been so long, Y/N.'  I looked at her again and smiled, I signed back, 'Grandma! It has been, I've missed you dearly.'  She chuckled and hit my arm lightly. She looked my dad, and sighed. She walked over to him, I saw his lips move, but I couldn't read it from where I was. They were talking about something, but I didn't know what. I mentally cursed myself and my disability. I took my sketchbook out of my bag and started furiously writing, I walked over them and shoved the sketchbook in my dad's face, 'WHAT IS GOING ON? WHY AM I HERE??' He pushed the sketchbook down and looked at me with sad eyes. He put my stuff down and headed to car, before he stepped in, he turned to me and mouthed one last thing that I didn't think would be the last thing he said to me.

'I'm sorry, pumpkin. I love you, but it's time for me to go.'

And with that he left, leaving me on the sidewalk with tears falling down my face.

             Jimin's POV

     When I got home, I took a nap, but after thirty minutes I woke up. I couldn't sleep that much after what had happened at the park. I can't believe I acted in such a way to my friends just for some girl. I sat up from my bed and brushed my hair back. I let out a big sigh, "But she's not just any girl..." I looked over my phone and scolded myself, "I can't believe I never asked for her number!" I grabbed my hair and fell down on my bed. "Why do I even care about her?" I closed my eyes and thought back to the memories I had her. I smiled, "God she's so cute though!!" I thrashed around in my bed, fanboying over her. I got up and headed downstairs and put my shoes on. "Jimin, is that you? Where are you going, my little mochi?~" I turned to her, clearly embarrassed, "Eomma!! Don't call me that, I'm a man you know!" She rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms, "Yeah, yeah. Now where are you going, young man?" I stood up and smiled at her widely, "I'm going to visit a... Friend." She raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Is it someone from your little group?" I shook my head in response, "No, she's a girl. Her name's Y/N, she's awesome! I'll introduce you to her another day." Before my mom could reply, I waved her goodbye and left. I ran down the sidewalk, smiling with glee. Once I reached her house, I knocked on the door, a big smile on my face. The door opened up, but it was her dad. He glared at me, "What do you want?" I took a step back and hesitantly responded, "Uh, is Y/N here?" His glare darkened, frowning even more, "She doesn't live here anymore and don't even think about hanging out with her at school. I know the type of person you are, Park Jimin. That kid, Jungkook, do you even know what he did to her?" I looked down, and gulped nervously, "I don't really know what he did to her, sir. All I know is that what he did was terrible and unforgivable. That's why I'm not going to hang around my 'friends' anymore. I'd rather be with Y/N instead of them." He scoffed and continued to glare daggers into me, "Even if I did believe that, which I don't, I still don't want her near you. So stay away from her, got it?!" With that, he slammed the door in my face. I stood there shocked, I trudged away from the door, my gaze landing on the ground. "Where are you, Y/N?" I whispered. I crouched down and hugged my knees. I rubbed away the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. I got up and started walking back home. Something hit my back, I ignored it the first time, but after three more tries I turned around the anger showing on my face. I was going to punch whoever threw the pebbles at me, but then I froze. A small whisper left my mouth as I stared at the person with a shocked expression,

"Y/N...?"

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i had no idea but this was already a draft, i can't believe i didn't upload this earlier XD///