Just Listen ➳ Jikook ✔

[16] Redemption

A/N: Warning: The things they talk about in this chapter can be upsetting and triggering.

*A little more than a month later*

*Monday, April 7th*

Jimin's POV:

After we found out that Jungkook moved to Sydney with BamBam, everything went back to normal. Well, almost everything. The four girls I used to sit with sit somewhere else now, and now I sit with Seonghwa.

He was nice, but there was something different about him. I was used to hanging out with Jungkook, someone who tried to do everything for me and never gave me a break. Seonghwa wasn't like that though. It was weird.

Today, I was upset and I didn't know why. Some students said that Jungkook and his friends were coming back today, but they were just visiting and they were leaving again in a few nights. It just put me in a bad mood and I didn't know why.

On top of that, it was only me today since Seonghwa wasn't here.

"Can I sit here?" A male voice asked and I nodded. He sat on my right side and I could feel his eyes on me. "Please... please don't freak out. It's me, I.M. Can I talk to you? Please?" I nodded and set down my fork that I was using to pick at my food. "I haven't been here since before we took those three weeks off of school due to pipe issues. I've been using this as personal time."

I unintentionally scoffed and I could just feel how hurt he was by it, but I didn't care. "We all need personal time, I.M, but we don't leave school because of it. You think I wanna come to school everyday and worry 24/7 about Jihun coming out of nowhere ane threatening me? No. I still come though, so like everyone else, you should just suck it up and stop being a crybaby. Personal time-"

"I was in rehab," he said quietly, making me instantly stop talking. "It was either that or I would get arrested."

I nodded and looked down, feeling guilty for yelling at him. I knew I shouldn't have felt guilty since he was my bully, but I couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

"I know it's no excuse, but I feel like before I left, that's the reason I was so violent towards you." His words were cracking, and I started feeling bad again. "Like I said, there's nothing that could've happened to me that would excuse how I acted towards you and what I did. Jimin... please don't forgive me. I'm not asking for you to forgive me. I'm just asking you to understand. I hate myself for what I did to you. I'd stab myself over and over if it meant that I would be able to take back everything that I said and did to you."

I didn't know if I was supposed to believe him, but a part of me wanted to forgive him so bad. What he did wasn't horrible. He never did any permanent damage on anyone but himself, and I knew that even if he said it didn't, him using drugs did excuse what he did. I watched documentaries back then on this type of stuff, and I knew how it probably affected I.M's mind.

I unconsciously moved my hand on top of his that was on the table and smiled at him. "Do you wanna come over to my house today? My mom makes really good food."

I heard him chuckle and I smiled myself. "Sure."

*After school*

I.M didn't bring his car to school, so we ended up having to walk to my house. It wasn't too bad since it wasn't too hot, but I'm short! Short people shouldn't have to walk that far!

We walked inside my house and my mom greeted us before we ran up to my room. "Wow. This is nice," I.M said, looking around. It was the same room setup I had for years, which had an obvious reason behind it.

"Thanks. So, do you wanna talk about random stuff or something?" I asked, sitting on my bed.

"Yeah."

After a while of talking about Infinite and other bands, my mom walked in. "Do you guys wanna go to the store?" She asked and I immediately nodded. We all got ready to go and got in the car to go. I actually liked going to the store with my mom. She let me buy a lot of stuff, and even though it made me sound like a kid, I always bought donuts.

We were talking about different things while we were driving and we pulled up to an intersection that was near the store. I.M was sitting behind me in the car and was being really quiet, which was weird for someone like him.

Third person's POV:

The light turned green and they drove forward, but it seemed like everything was in slow motion. "Watch out!" I.M screamed right before a semi truck ran the red light and slammed into the driver's side of their car.