MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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No no no no no, this has to be a dream, it has to be. I'm going to wake up any second now. I was still on the ground, speechless at what was in front of me. Then I stood up heading towards the house forgetting that it's still ablaze, thinking that this is a dream. They're not in there, they're not dead!

"Angel stop!" He pulled me back.

"No you stop!" I snapped and tried to go towards it again. He pulled me back with much force. "DON'T TOUCH ME! Don't you dare." Tears were welling up in my eyes as my heart started to burn.

"Angel please!"

"You knew didn't you!? That's why you tried to stop me from going in the house, that's why.. oh my God." My head was paining.

"Angel—

"HOW COULD YOU!?" I shouted, my voice clearly broken. "I'VE KNOWN YOU SINCE WE WERE IN DIAPERS AND NOW YOU'RE A FUCKING MURDERER!"

"And Jimin isn't!?" He snarled.

"No no! Don't you try to make this about him! Because you're not him. Yes he might have did some fucked up shit but YOU!? You're nice and kind and caring and yet you still choose TO BE A FUCKING MURDERER. And now my family.. MY FAMILY!!! My parents are your fucking victims." I kept glancing at the house that was still burning. I was feeling pain and anger but anger triumphed as I continued to speak. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO THEM!?"

"I had no idea until he sent me here."

"LIAR!" I charged at him. Punching him in the face until he grabbed my wrist and pushed me to the ground.

"I'M NOT LYING! I'M FUCKING SERIOUS AND I'LL REGRET THIS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE."

"FUCK YOUR LIFE YOU BASTARD!!" I shouted at him. Next thing I knew he was being pulled off of me and punched repeatedly on the ground.

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN PUT YOUR HANDS ON HER YOU PIECE OF SHIT." I sat up and realized it was Jimin, then I ran to him pulling him off. Shownu kicked Jimin back as I tried to help him up but when I turned around his gun was aimed at Jimin.

"I should kill you right now!" Jimin walked up to the gun until it was touching his chest.

"Do it!" Jimin tested him. "Pull the fucking trigger." I stood in front of him my heart pounding in my ears.

"You kill Jimin you kill me. Shouldn't be a problem since you murdered my parents." His face turned soft and he dropped the gun. My face and voice were cold as the winter as I began to feel numb inside, realizing this was reality.

"If I ever see your face again, you're going to wish I was in that house when it blew up."

"If you come near my wife again, you're dead you here me, and unlike you I don't hesitate." He gritted through his teeth. He grabbed me, pulling me away with him. I was about to get in my car but my hand were so shaky the keys slipped through my fingers. "Let me take you home."

"Did you know this would happen?" I snapped.

"N-no. I got a message today that you were in danger so I rushed to you as fast as I could I swear.l I dropped my head and finally let the tears fall as my legs gave out and I was about to fall to the ground but Jimin caught me.

As soon as he was in my arms, I let out a loud agonizing scream while staring at the house. He pulled me to his car, putting me in the passenger seat and buckling the seatbelt. I couldn't hear anything nor see anything, my heartbreaking over and over again and the tears clouding my vision.

All I could see was fire. I couldn't speak, I didn't want to feel. I just wanted to crawl in a hole somewhere and die. I felt myself in Jimin's arms as he carried my numb body in the house, up the stairs to our bedroom.