Who are you? || ✔️

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Jimin's POV

We finally got back to South Korea after like a few weeks. I don't even know why we stayed there in England. My stupid so called 'wife' is already annoying me. It is fun hurting her though. I've not hurt anyone like that in ages. How can she actually believe that i love her. How could anyone love a girl like that?

I walked into MY bedroom to find that bitch on MY bed sleeping. She did look a bit cute but this is MY bed that she is sleeping in. I walked over to the bed and pushed her off onto the floor. The room filled with her groans and i rolled my eyes.
"Can you do anything else other than sleep? You're just like Yoongi," i said, getting comfortable in the bed before closing my eyes. She got up, still groaning from the impact of being pushed off the bed.

Silence

"Do you even know how much I'm suffering all because of you, i save you from that stupid mafia group to get treated like this?" She asked, i opened my eyes to find her at the door of the room.
"When did you save me from a mafia group?" I chuckled hearing that, how could she, protect me? This motherfucker is trying to put thoughts into my brain.
"You know what, nevermind," she mumbled.
"Let me get this straight, whatever i was thinking about when we got married was all fake, i obviously didn't marry you for love," i plainly spat out. I noticed tears building up in her eyes and my heart skipped a beat. "Now what are you doing crying in ny room, go away," i said. She ran out as soon as possible and i smirked at myself.

Y/N's POV

Those words that came out of Jimin's mouth struck against my heart. All this love that i had built up for him for absolutely nothing. I decided that i would go meet up with Rosé for a while, i didn't even care about Jimin's rules anymore. I couldn't be bothered texting Rosé that i was coming either. Luckily, i did have nice clothes on before Jimin kicked me out of 'his' bedroom.

I exited the house, the cool breeze flowing around me. I already knew the way to Rosé's house from any direction that i come from, I've been there that much. When i arrived there, i took a deep breath before walking to the door and knocking on it.
"Hel- OMG IS IT ACTUALLY YOU Y/N?" She screeched as she hugged me so tight that my lungs would've scrunched up inside of me.
"Yes, it's me and i obviously came here to talk to you for a reason," i said, strolling into her living room.
"Oh yeah, tell me everything," she whispered, i didn't even know why she was whispering until i heard a voice that sounded VERY familiar. (Im cringing writing this but oh well)
"Babe, what are we going to have for lunch?" A guy asked, walking into the room. He stopped walking and looked at me in shock. Park Chanyeol, the person who tried to kill me, was standing in the same room as me... Again. "Well, uhm, nevermind I'll just go out to get food," he said before dashing out of the house.
"Woah, I've never seen him like that before," Rosé said, and then looked at me, "Explain,".
"So, you know how i got married like a month or two ago, well, Jimin got into an explosion with me, my injuries weren't as bad but his, he has amnesia. Ever since then he has been treating me like shit and beating me up and i really can't take it no more," i couldn't tell her the parts about me being involved in their mafia because that would just end up with her calling the police on them. Before i could say another word, banging was heard on the door.
"I'll get it," i said after standing up and approaching the door. I opened it to see my least favorite person, ever.
"We'll be going now," he said before gripping my arm and pulling me out of the house before slamming the door shut. He pushed me into the car and roughly started the engine. He drove far from Rosé's house. I looked around the area, my lips trembling in fear of what he might do to me.

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU GO OVER TO YOUR LITTLE BITCHES WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?" He shouted at me. He pulled up at a small alleyway and pulled me out of the car.
"GIVE ME YOUR PHONE,"He shrieked, i immediately gave him my phone. He threw it onto the ground and stomped on it, smashing it into little pieces. I swear on my life my heart skipped a beat when i saw him do that. All my contacts were gone😢. Before i could say another word, he punched me in the stomach. I barreled over in pain, tears rolling down my cheeks. He tugged at my hair harshly and brought my face to his level. He spat in my face and then let go of me, leaving me on the cold, dusty ground. To think that he was finished was such a mistake. He started kicking me everywhere. My face. My stomach. Legs. Arms. I was so sure that i would have lots of bruises the next day.
"Learn your level, you whore," he growled at me before walking away, leaving me here. I curled up into a ball and started crying my eyes out. Our 'love' was no use anymore.

Maybe i didn't marry him for love either.
Before i could think of anything else, i fainted.

To be continued...
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Personally im dead IM LAUGHING SO MUCHHH

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