Pairing: Reader X J-Hope Rated: M Warning: THIS CONTAINS, DEPRESSION, ABUSE, LANGAUGE, HINTS AT SUICIDE, SEXUAL ASSUALT. A/N: I do not condone any of this that is taking place in this story. Hope you enjoy.
He pulls me into his embrace and says, "Let me help you , I'll protect you." I pull away from him. "I'm fine I don't need your help sir, thank you for your concern." I lied I know I needed him but I had too much pride. I have always done things for Jungkook and myself without anyone's help. After declining his offer, he hands me his card. Still looking concerned, "Call me if need my help and I will come quicky. I bow and leave his office. Hoseok POV She was so beautiful can't believe someone would do that. Why won't she let me help her. I will have to look out for her whether she likes it or not. First I need to find out more about her. I will hire Yoongi to find information on her. Y/N POV That was horrible. I never thought the boss would see me like that. I left work at 8:30. Tonight I didn't have to pick Kookie up, he was staying at his friend Jimin's house for the night. I return home exhausted. Dad wasn't home yet from the bar, yet so I had time to rest. I fell asleep and wake up to the breaking of things, then he barged into my room. I flinched as he approached me , preparing myself to get hit. But he never swung intead he started to touch me calling me by mother's name. I tried to push him off but he was too heavy. He started to kiss my face. He started saying, " Jenny I love you babe." His breathe has the smell of whiskey on it. I leaned away so he wouldn't kiss me. But he grasped my chin and forced me to kiss him. He got up to undo his pants. I tried to slide away but he grabbed my legs and drugged me back toward him. I turn on my back and tried to fight back. I scratched and and tried to bite him but he caught my hands. He flipped me over and used his belt to bind my hands. As he was doing it to me I cried for help. I began to scream. He yelled, "Shut the fuck up bitch and take it."I ignored his request and continued to scream. He was pissed. The last thing I remembered was his fist hitting me in the face. I woke up in pain. I was on my back and my hands were free. I was naked and this son of a bitch was lying on top of me. He had passed out with his pants to his knees. I was lucky when he passed out he is oblivious to the world. Not a sound, not a movement would wake him up. I roll him off of me . I couldn't think I didn't know what to do. I needed help. I couldn't think. I wrapped myself in the bed sheet and gradded my wallet. It was raining and without a thought I ran into it. I kept running until I reached a payphone. I took out his card and began to dial his number. My hands were shaking, my chest felt tight. The phone rang and rang. I didn't know,what time it was. I just hoped he would answer. After the fourth ring, he answered." Hoseok POV *Ring Ring Ring* Who could be calling me at this time of night? It was 3:37a.m "Hello" "Hello, Mr.Jung, this is Y/N. You said to call you if I needed your help. Can you help me Please? " she cried and pleaded. " Where are you? I'm on my way." What could have happened? Y/N POV Thank God he answered. All I have to do now is wait. I slide down the glass and sit with my knees to my chest. I began to cry. I cried so hard that it was hard to breathe. I hated that man, I want to kill him. I don't know when Mr.Jung got to me. He was shocked and scared when he saw my condition. He picked me up princess style and laid me in the back seat. He placed a blanket on me. The he speeded to the hospital. When we got to the hospital he carried me in. The doctors put me in a wheel chair and took me in the back, leaving him in the waiting room. They asked what happened but I was still me shock and remained silent. They ran tests and all came back negative. After they were done I was tired so I went to sleep. I woke to seeing Mr.Jung face. He looked me in my eyes as if he was going to cry. He said, "You are going to stay at my place until I feel that you are safe. I choked out the words ,"I can't impose on you." He said with a serious tone, "Got damn it! I have had it with you fucking pride. You asked for my help and I am giving it to whether you like or not." I am silent for a moment then I accept his offer. One hour later I was discharged. When we arrived to his house He showed me my room and then followed him back to the living room. I sat on the on the sofa and he sat in the foot rest cushion. He lean in and grab my hands and looked me in my eyes. He asked me what happened. His eyes looked as if they were pleadinng with me to tell the truth. Seeing his face like that caused my emotional walls to come crumbling down.