MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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A part of me was worried, hoping I did hurt him to badly but another part of me didn't give a damn. I got in the car with Elle and the tears finally came. I was trying so hard to hold them back, but I couldn't anymore.

My heart was shattered, stomped on and ran over. How could he seriously say those things about me, with a cold expression, like it meant nothing to him. I guess some people are incapable of love and compassion. But what can I do to not fall again. I was so into my thoughts that I didn't realize when we arrived at my house.

"Hey... Angel," she tapped my shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. I just want to go to sleep." I got out the car, walking to the trunk to get my bag. She got out and walked up to me.

"You know I'm always here for you right." She assured me. I nodded, scared if talk, I'll cry. She hugged me before getting back in her car and driving off.

There was a spare key under the doormat for emergency purposes and surely my parents are sleep at this hour, so I let myself in, without disturbing them. I went to my room, locked the door and laid down, crying myself to sleep.

??

"Thank you for meeting with me."

"Anytime uncle." I smiled.

"I called you here because it's time for me to retired and you know I didn't have a son, and after your father got married he didn't want to be a part of the family business anymore but that doesn't mean you can't make a decision for yourself. You know what we do in the Mafia, so what do you say?" I took a long hard time to think about it, but who's going to turn down an opportunity like this. Opportunities like this don't just come. Money, Respect, Power.

"I accept. When do I start?"

"Soon, right now we are going after Parks Incorporation. The big bad PJM thinks he's so high and mighty but we're working on a plan to take him down. I got my guys watching his fiancé as we speak."

"Who is PJM?"

"You'll know soon enough. You just graduated, enjoy your time. Because by the time you get in the chair, you will be the most feared." He smirked evilly.

Angel

The next morning when I woke up my eyes were puffy and my heart was heavy. There was no way I was going to let my parents see me like this so I snuck out the house and went straight to Elle's.

It's good thing her parents weren't home so I spent the night there. The next day was pretty bland and with all the thoughts I was having, I couldn't help but wonder why Jimin never came after me. Was he done with me or was this another one of his games.

"So tell me again why you didn't go to your dinner with your parents?"

"Going to that dinner means I would have to see Jimin and I really didn't want to do that."

"You know he haven't came after you, you think he's waiting or—

"You know I really don't know what Jimin is thinking.." I sadly chuckled. "But I really don't want to talk about him right now." I took a deep breathe and stood up from the floor. "Where is Sher? I thought she was coming."

"She texted me and said she's with Namjoon." I widened my eyes. "Yeah don't even ask me how that happened, we laughed at each other and continued to chat." I got tired of being in the house so we went out, just to ride around the town. It was late and the streets were quiet.

Jimin

"AHHHHHHH!!!" I swung my bat a couple of more times as his screams filled my ears. His faced looked horrible, all bruised and cut up, not mention the blood that was pouring out of his mouth.

"Look Jimin I know you're upset—

"UPSET!? She didn't even show up to the dinner with her parents yesterday... and this bastard brought the wrong champagne yesterday, so maybe she would have showed up." I swung again and maybe cracked a rib with the amount of force.

"You're seriously blaming the waiter for her not showing up." He shook his head at me.

"You're right." I hit him hard in his face which made him fall unconscious. I threw the bat across the room and wiped my face off. "Take care of him and clean this up." I ordered one of my men.

"Yes boss!" I walked out of the basement while Yoongi followed. I walked straight to the kitchen and grabbed the first bottle of alcohol chugging it like it was water. I got a text on my phone saying Angel was spotted on Trivia street. I threw my phone back on the counter and continued to drink.

"So that's your plan, get drunk? You have a business!" He scolded. "An empire! You're just going to forget about that?" I scoffed, throwing the empty bottle away. "You know what I don't get, you know where she is and you can get her anytime you want, why aren't you going after her." I clenched my jaw as I remained silent. "It's because you love her."

"Bullshit!" I spat grabbing another bottle.

"It's true! I haven't seen you acted like you do about any female, expect Angel."

"I don't love her!! You're lying!" I shouted.

"Maybe." He said calmly. "But you need to get your head back in the game and don't forget you have enemies." He walked away but stopped in his tracks. "And there's nothing wrong with being in love. To bad your dad couldn't teach you that." And with that he left.

I was about to drink another bottle, but after his last remark I was feeling a mixture of hurt, regret, and anger. I flung the bottle across the kitchen, shattering it on a wall. I don't love her, do I?

"SHIT!!" I yelled at myself.

"Master!? Are you alright?" I groaned.

"Clean the mess up, I'm going to bed." I went towards my room and while I was walking up the stair case my eyes started to burn, flashbacks flooding my mind.

— flashback

"Give me my phone!" She whined.

"You're always texting, don't pay any attention to me."

"Well I have graduation in two days, that's why I'm always on it." She pouted. I didn't budge, I just kept watching the tv. "I'll give you attention now." I looked at her. She leaned in to kiss me. Once our lips connected she straddled my lap.

I didn't realize at the moment but she was sliding her phone out of my pocket, but I was so into the kiss to acknowledge it. She grasped on to it and ran away, I caught her on the staircase, picking her up, taking her to bedroom, throwing her on the bed and hovering over her.

We were laughing at each other and she was smiling at me while grazing her thumb across my lips.

"You look good when you smile." She smiled at me softly.

"How do I look when I don't?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Like a troll." I pretended to be hurt while falling on her. "I'm kidding!" She hugged me. I rolled over on my side and looked at her beautiful face trying to get an eidetic memory of it. "What?"

"You're beautiful." I blurted out unconscious.

"This isn't another ploy to take my innocence is it?" She teased. I chuckled at her.

"Not this time, I want you to walk down the stage, not limp." I joked as she blushed furiously and I found it cute. "My princess, so innocent."

"More than I can say about you." She joked.

"The only innocent thing about me is you." I could hear her breath hitch, I scooted closer, gently pressing my lips on hers, but it didn't go any farther than that because I knew she would have stopped me.

But soon I thought to myself... she's gone. They way I was feeling in that moment, how her smile warm my cold heart but it doesn't change anything. I can't change... I cursed myself in my head and continued to walk up the stairs to lay in my cold empty bed.