MAFIA DEVIL || PJM {not completed}

Chapter 9

Y/N POV
I was feeling horrible, awful, broken, sad, depressed and betrayed. I was having mixed emotions at the moment. I didn't know what to do.

I was feeling numb somehow. I wanted to talk and let out my feelings to someone but...something inside me says not to.

My heart is feeling all kinds of sadness. I don't even know how to describe this feeling that I was having.

It's like...I'm empty...yeah, feeling empty and broken. That was it, that was the feeling I was having.

I isolated myself for 3 days. I only came out for food and training. I acted cold and stopped speaking to everyone.

Darkcore tried to talk but I acted like they were invisible and walked past them, not even listening to them.

I have seen him in the house many times and he had approached me to apologise but I never cared.

Today was just another day, and I was going into the training room while the others were staring at me but I ignored them and went into the private training room.

I took the rubber cloth and tied it to my hands. Once I was sure that, they were tight and good, I got into position to punch the bag.

I started punching the bag really hard. Punch, punch and punch until the rubber cloths were turning red because of my knuckles bleeding.

But, I didn't stop. I was punching it harder and harder than ever. It was the only way for me to not break down and lose myself.

I was trying really hard to hold back tears but, no, I couldn't. They started running down my heated cheeks. I was crying while punching. The cloths were covered in my blood. I eventually lost myself and broke down crying while leaning against the brick wall.

My head was banging itself on the wall. Why couldn't I get over the fact that I broke up with him?!?!? WHY!!??!!? I WAS THE ONE WHO DID THIS!!!

I suddenly felt someone touch my hand. I quickly shot my blood shot red eyes open and saw the person. I realised that it was jimin and he was holding a first-aid box in his hand.

He took off my rubber punching cloths and saw that my hand was bleeding real bad.

Jimin POV
I was watching y/n. She was punching the boxing bag 10 times harder and stronger than ever. All the guys in the house went out for a mission in busan and will be back the next day.

I saw how her knuckles started bleeding but she didn't care. She was crying. She broke down.

I quickly went to her with a first-aid box. I needed to aid her. I needed to aid her and her wounds.

I was the only one who could probably help her out of this broken darkness.

I took her hand but she retrieved it and shot her eyes open. That's when I saw, her eyes, they were nothing like before. They were red, screaming for help, help to get her out of the darkness, begging...begging desperately for help. Hoping someone would save her.

I never knew she loved jungkook so much. So much that she..she fell into the darkness.

I shook away those thoughts and took her hands into mine once again.

I took out the medications and started dressing her wounds. She hissed in pain. I immediately started dressing her wounds more gently, to stop hurting her.

Y/N POV
When he was dressing my wounds, I felt pain...but it was nothing compared to the pain I was feeling in my chest.