Hurting [yoonmin]

Part 18

///^^^ These people are so fucking amazing and talented and are so underrated but like this song is so fucking bop :)This chapter will contain a triggering and uncomfortable subject, rape, so I'll put a * where it starts and ends so you can skip if you want :)) I didn't initially want to rape Jimin, but then I asked my friends to choose a or b, a being he gets raped and b being he gets beaten really bad and abandoned and my friends chose a so sorry 

This is kinda long and like kinda really bad cause I was so confident in the beginning and then I started writing more smh. Also, I wrote like half of this when I was in school in Spanish lmao so its prob really bad cause like I was bored and I hate Spanish lmao (don't take offense anyone :))):(( I'm going to name the father Doyoon, and I'm not using someone's actual name, I literally used a website. I didn't wanna keep saying 'jimin's father' so I wanted a name///

When Jimin woke up from his nap, he felt a cold sweat run down his back. He knew that something was wrong, he just didn't know what yet. He grabbed his phone and opened it to 79 text messages from his father. 

Jimin felt his heart pound faster against his chest. He didn't bother to read the messages and ran down the stairs, not thinking about Jin screaming his name multiple times. He tried dashing out the door, tears brimming his eyes, but couldn't as he felt Jin's strong grip on him "Jimin! Oh- hey Jimin, what's the matter, are you okay?" 

He looked up as a tear dropped down to his chubby cheeks. "N-No Jin H-Hyung, let me g-go! I have to g-go, my father sent me l-like 70 texts, I n-need to get home, l-let go." Jin let go, worry filling his eyes. "D-Do you want me and Namjoon to come with you?" Jimin shook his head no, running away, screaming out a bye. Jin bit his lip, worried for what the younger had to face when he actually arrived at the place he called 'home'. 

Jimin ran as fast he could but slowed down when he couldn't run any faster. He stopped for a minute, trying to catch his breath. He pulled out his phone, actually checking what his father said for once. 

Father

hry kid wjere the fucj are you

Father

i bet you gettinf fucked like the fucking slut you are

Father

bitch

Father

you fucking faggot

Father

Where the fuck are you

Father

get the fuck home, there's this dude who wants to buy you

Father

fucking cunt, not you're not answering my texts huh?

Father

i fucking swear to god when u get home I'm gonna fucking beat you so fucking bad

Father

you just made me loose a fucking 10,000 dollars what the fuck

Jimin frowned rubbing his temples. There was so much more, but he didn't want to read any of it. He walked home slower and slower, seeing his 'home' insight. He sighed once he reached the actual door. While thinking 'here goes nothing' Jimin walks inside the house, shivering at how cold it was inside. "Ah, there you are!" He heard his father say while smirking. Jimin shivered and moved away.

"F-Father I-"

WHO THE FUCK ASKED YOU TO SPEAK SLUT!?" He yelled, slapping Jimin, making him flinch. Jimin shut his mouth, looking down, immediately feeling ashamed. "You know Jimin, you really look like her..." Jimin's eyes widened as he heard his father call his name. His father hasn't said his name correctly since he was 13.  Jimin was so focused on his father saying his name, he didn't realize that he was coming closer and closer to him.