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angels: Jungkook🖤

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Smoking, self harm, (mentions) of emotional/physical abuse, suicidal thoughts, and...teen romance.
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Angels~Chase Atlantic

"It's getting late,
I know you prolly wanna stay (uh).

It's complicated, but.
I'm in the mood to spill my brains to you."

If you ain't busy take a walk with me.
We can get high and you can talk to me."

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Jungkook couldn't take it anymore. It was almost as if they wanted him to leave. Wanted him to...vanish. they wouldn't care, they were the cause of these wicked thoughts after all.

He listened as his foster parents screamed at him on the other side of his locked door. Why would they take him in if they didn't want him? Why would they get his hopes up...love him for a little while and then proceed to stomp on his heart down the line?

It wasn't fair. They treated his foster brother like gold. Even though his foster brother was their's through not only relationship but blood - Jungkook still felt as if he should be loved the same.

Was it so wrong to want to be loved? What was so wrong with that?

"Pathetic scum! That's what you are and that's all that you'll continue to be!"

"Don't gotta remind me." Jungkook said to himself as he got dressed in his dark room. He threw on a black hoodie and his black boots before brushing his hair back with his fingers. His room was dirty, he usually kept it clean as possible but lately he hadn't had the energy to.

He opened his window before jumping out of it and into the wet grass in his yard. Behind him, he could still hear the commotion in the house but he threw his hoodie on and kept walking through the lawn.

He knew where he was going. To the one place he could always be himself. The only time he felt like he could breathe was when he was around her. The only time he felt free was when she was there.

He lightly tapped on the glass when he approached her house. His light tapping combined with her being a light sleeper had her waking up in no time and going over to the window.

She slid it open, eyes widening when she looked down to see Jungkook standing there and looking up at her with his big eyes.

"Jungkook?! What are you doing here, it's late." She whisper yelled, moving out of the way as he began to enter the room through the window.

Jungkook was quiet though, letting her know all that she needed to. Suddenly, a look of sympathy crossed her face.

"Again?" She asked.

"Again." Jungkook responded.

She only sighed, guiding him over to the bed where he took his shoes off. He took his jacket off as well which had gotten a bit damp since it started to lightly rain on his way there.

He took his shirt off as well, going over to her dresser and pulling out one of his shirts that he usually kept there. She only got under the covers and watched as he put on the shirt. She couldn't miss the little bruises littering his back, and it broke her heart.