Love is Not Over (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Chapter 12

TW: Domestic Violence

Woo Joo didn't even bothered parking the car correctly. He yanked your door open harshly with the strength that could have broke it. You were finally kicking and screaming, but he gagged your mouth with a cloth he had prepared beforehand. Then he picked your body up and ran to the apartment. Namjoon was at his heel but it was too late. Woo Joo slammed the door behind him and threw you down on the floor. Your body ached immediately.

He then whipped out his belt and began the usual punishment, however, it was much more rough this time. The belt came down hard, to the point where you felt that your bones were breaking. Namjoon continued to pound on the door, his fists bleeding. He was terrified for your life. He never thought things would turn out like this. Some of the other neighbors heard the noise and came out.

"Call the police, call the ambulance, please!" Namjoon yelled out. The lady nodded and ran to get her phone. Inside the apartment, Woo Joo had moved onto a more sturdy object, a bat. You tried your best to curl up to protect your head. The bat felt worse, and you were starting to cough up blood.

"P-please s-stop." you whimpered.

"Stop? You want me to stop?" Woo Joo laughed, "You should have thought about that before you whored around right in front of me. Do you really think he loves you? He just wants to toy with you." he laughed maniacally.

"That's not true. He loves me more than you love me! I was nothing but your toy, something to make you feel like you have power in this world. You're the pathetic one here, at least I know my weaknesses. I'd rather die than be with you for the rest of my life. " you spit back with all your strength. You heard Namjoon yelling from the outside, he even started kicking the door. Your vision was starting to dim, the last thing you saw was Woo Joo coming back from the kitchen with a knife and the front door bursting open.

Namjoon

My palms were sweating and my legs were getting tired, but I can't stop kicking. She needs me and I need her. The lady informed me that the police and ambulance were on their way. I told her to go back inside her home and stay there. With all my might, I kicked the door once more and it miraculously opened. My eyes landed immediately on Y/N on the floor, still in her dress that she looked stunning in, but now covered in blood. Woo Joo didn't notice the door opening and he had a knife in his hand and he raised it up.

"If I can't have you, no one can." he declared. Then he began to plunge it down. My feet ran as fast as they could and I slammed my body into his, our bodies collided on the wall nearby. Woo Joo looked shock, honestly, he looked like he had lost himself. He was no longer human. His hand wandering on the floor, searching for the knife. It was near him but I tried to grab it first and was successful.

"I will kill you." Namjoon growled. Woo Joo didn't say anything and rammed his fist at Namjoon, who dodged it easily. Woo Joo looked as if he was drunk, his movement sloppy and inconsistent. I easily knocked him down. And he slid down the wall, seemingly giving up.

"I-I love her though." he said.

"No, no you didn't. If you did, you would have never hurt her in any way." I said. "I made that mistake once, and I will never do it again." I moved closer to her, tears falling when I saw her unconscious. I knelt down and picked her up gently. Her face seemed find, a few scratched. But her arms and legs were bleeding. I held her closer and weeped. "My love, my life, I'm here. I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner. You'll be okay, please be okay." I whispered as I cradled her body.

The police arrived soon after and arrested Woo Joo and the ambulance took Y/N away. I refused to be separated from her and they allowed me to ride with them. We had to be separated when she was taken into surgery. I begged the doctors to save her, they told me they'll do everything they can.

Hours passed but it felt like decades. I sat outside the door, holding my knees. The rest of the group, including the newly wed, arrived at the hospital and surrounded me. They all cried. They tried telling me she'll be okay. But I didn't listen. I was barely breathing. I can't be okay until I know she's okay. The operation light turned off and I bolted for the doctors coming out.

"How is she? Please tell me she's okay. Please!" I clung onto to them, Jungkook had to pull him off. The doctor pulled off his mask.

"She's okay. Some broken ribs and scars but for the most part, she'll be okay." he informed the group. Everyone breathed out of relieved. But I can't just yet.

"Can I see her?"

"I don't think that's a good idea. She's still unconscious and needs rest."

"Please, I beg you. I just need to see her. I won't bother her. I just need to be by her side." I pleaded. The doctor hesitated, but then told me the number to her room. The rest of the group left, saying they'll visit tomorrow morning.

"Sorry I ruined your wedding." I told Seokjin hyung and Jisoo. They shook their heads.

"Promise me you'll look after her from now on." Jisoo said, placing a hand on my shoulder. I nodded and they left. Once inside the room, I look at her frail body, hooked up to numerous tubes and machines. She had a few bandages on her face and plenty on her arms and stomach. My tears continued as I took a seat beside her. I grabbed her small hand and kissed it.

"My Y/N, my treasure, I'm here." I told her. I tried to be strong but seeing her like this, the last thing I wanted to do was act like something else. She looked so peaceful as she laid on the bed. "I will give you good days from now on. I promise. Just please wake up. You can be mad at me, you can call me pabo, you can poke my dimples as much as you want. I'll give you everything." Then I closed my eyes, my hand still wrapped around hers. In my dream, I could see her blood, her crying face, her bruises and scars. They all terrified me. I shot my eyes open. It was morning again.

And she was gone.

A/N
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