"click here , if you want to die" she smiled at him and he didn't know what to do.. "It's the right decision.." He gulped and clicked onto the icon..
"You won't regret this"
"click to die"
The story of an idol who found the website "click to die" t...
"So , who's gonna open that door?!" I looked at everyone blankly. "Guess I'll do it." My hand slid into my pocket , looking for the keys. "Guys , where are the fucking keys?!" Jimin scatched his neck and chuckled. "I probably lost them..but only a little bit.." I grabbed his collar and looked into his eyes. "Park fucking ass-fucker , where did you lose them?!" Jimin bit his lip.. "Well , it's kinda funny..." "Kurwa , where are the keys?!" The small guy gulped and his eyes shifted onto the floor. "Jungkook's dog kinda ate it..BUT HE SNAPPED IT OUT OF MY HANDS!" I shook my head and let him go. "You're so useless." Unaware of everything, I heard sirens entering the yard. "Fuck , what are we going to do?!" Jimin screeched "Y/n's dad is a police officer!" I gulped. "Good job , Jimin!" Everyone left the party in a short matter of time. The doorbell rang and I headed straight to the entrance , opening the front door. "Hello officer , may I help you?" He pushed me away and went inside the house. Jennie started clinging onto him and I lifted my eyebrow. "Step daddy , why did you come back so early?!" I gasped. "Step daddy?!" Jimin bit into an apple. "Sweet home , Alabama."
_Y/n's POV_
I woke up , seeing the police car of my dad approaching Jungkook's mansion. Without any hesitation , I slapped Jungkook's face , waking him up. He opened his eyes , rubbing his cheek. "Wtf , Y/n?!" "We need to dress up now!!" He frowned , a groan escaping his lips. "Let me sleep." "Someone called the fucking cops and my dad is one of them!" With that , he got up immediately. "COPS?!" I nodded and he started dressing up. I hid under my blanket , waiting for him to look away. "What the fuck are you doing?!" "Don't look!" My cheeks lit up in a bright red. "Y/n , I saw everything already!" Suddenly , someone banged on the door. "Open up , or I'll come in!" My eyes popped up wide open , recognizing my dad's voice. I got up and dressed up as fast as I could. Jungkook looked at me seriously. "That's my fucking stepdad!" My face started to form into a frown. "That's my fucking dad!" Jungkook gulped and suddenly , my dad kicked in the door , entering the room. "Your IDs , plea-" My dad looked at us from head to toe and frowned. "Y/n , Jungkook , what in the world were you two doing in this room?" Jungkook got up and faced him. "Our friends locked us inside this room while they were drunk , so nothing happened , Richard." Jungkook rolled his eyes and my dad pushed him away. He fell onto the table , whining in pain. "What is wrong with you , dad ? He is your stepson!" "Shut up , Y/n , I married his mom and I fucking hate him! Everything he does causes trouble!" I looked at Jungkook blankly "My mom is in an hospital , in a coma!" A sigh escaped my mouth and my dad grabbed my wrist. "What did he do to you?!" I rolled my eyes "He didn't do anything! He just covered me with a blanket when I felt cold!" After I said that , I felt his hand slapping against my cheek. "Don't fucking lie to me! He raped you , didn't he?!" "He didn't rape me!" My father was about the slap me another time when Jungkook grabbed his wrist. "Stop it , Richard!" My dad turned to Jungkook and started choking him. "Attacking your father , huh?!" Jungkook tried getting out of his grip , struggling. I shook my father , trying to make him let go of Jungkook. "Y-you're not my father!" Jungkook screeched and suddenly , Jimin entered the room with a phone in his hand. "If you don't stop now , I'm going to send this video to the local police station!"
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