"Please leave me alone"
"Or what aw is the faggot gonna cry"
The words from yesterday rang in my head beating through my skull with pulsating words.
"Burn in hell fucking faggot"
I shook the thoughts from my head shaking it lightly 'stop thinking about it, it wont help..' I thought to myself looking over to the beeping alarm clock my lip quivered in anticipation. I rolled over my bed and sunk my feet into the soft pink carpet littering my floor. I sighed and stood up stretching my short limbs, grunting as I did so. The bitterness of my bedroom flowed my senses as I quivering from it. I took the alarm clock and hit the off switch setting it down with a light slam. I brushed my pink hair from my face and opened the bathroom door shutting it lightly behind me as I looked into the mirror. Small bruises scattering my skin like hickeys after a party night, which I was never invited to of course. I took out a bottle of foundation and concealer bringing a beauty sponge under the faucet, I rinsed the previous makeup out of it and turned off the faucet. I put a reasonable amount onto the sponge and lightly dapped it onto my bruised skin, making me hiss softly. I took the concealer and set the sponge down spreading it under the dark areas of my face before blending it with the sponge. I did the same steps for my legs and arms, but, not for my stomach. I figured they wouldn't see my stomach and I didn't have much money to spend on makeup items these days, so saving some was my best option. I sighed and set the makeup on the counter not bothering to put it away, I stepped out the bathroom and made my way over to my closet. I hummed as I took out a white blouse and light blue slacks. I winced as I slipped off my pj shirt slipping on the blouse, and slipped off the pj shorts. I put on normal boxers instead of the normal panties I'd normally wear durning the weekdays. It felt tight and uncomfortable but it'll have to do for today until I get my laundry done. I slipped on the blue slacks and turned to my mirror, I smiled lightly and did a small twirl. I sighed and grabbed my small froggy bag, it was a gift to me before my mother had killed herself I cherish it with my life. I slipped my books into the bag and swung it over my shoulder slowly opening my door as to not wake up my sleeping, or drunk, father on the couch. I took a small apple for breakfast and sat down on the floor grabbing a pair of boots with little frogs, also a gift from my mother. I stood up and grabbed out my keys before opening the red door and shutting it. I slipped in the keys and locked the door, and slipped them back into my pocket. I took a deep breathe and held onto my bag tightly, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't having a full blown anxiety attack by just thinking about walking into the building with all those damn eyes watching my every move, waiting for their daily show. I sniffled a bit as I walked through the dark neighborhood, I've never been well off, not even when my mother was alive, especially since my father started spending all the money we got on alcoholic beverages and drugs. He used to be such a good father, but like every cliche story, he changed after the death of my mother. Drinking every night, bringing home random woman from the streets, doing drugs, and more importantly abuse..
I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard a honk of a car I jumped and looked to my left seeing a car there. I looked around confused and realized I had crossed the street without even looking. I was standing right in the middle of traffic. Maybe if they hit me I could be free.. I thought to myself smiling slightly. I bowed as an apology and heard a few "stupid kid"s thrown at me as I scurried to the sidewalk. I looked up and saw the huge school towering over me already, even though I wasn't even to the entrance. I held my breathe a bit and walked into the plaza seeing a few kids scattered around the courtyard. Small stares and whispers going unheard by the teachers walking around. I slowly pulled myself to the entrance, my hands shaking as I rested my hand on the handle. I tugged on it and stepped in. The whole hallway went silent, the once chatter and excited conversations ended and turned into that of disgust. "Ew look the fag is here" "don't look at him you might catch his illness" "no wonder his mom died, I'd die too if that was my kid" someone snickered to their friend group as I walked past. I let out a shaky sigh and walked to my locker. It being covered with hateful words that could cut deeper than my blade could. I opened the locker, and a bunch of letters and hate notes came flowing out of it making me bend down and pick them up ignoring the words all over them I stuffed them into my bag and took out a few books, replacing them with old ones. I closed the locker as I felt a stinging sensation in the back of my head I held it softly and turned around looking up to see the one and only.. jeon Jungkook... "hey fucking fag" he hissed yanking my hair back making me gasp. I fell to the floor and held my head in pain. "Fucking answer my loser" he said crossing his arms i sniffled "h-hey-" my head wished to the side.I shakily brought my hand to my face and held the now red mark on my cheek. "Even his fucking voice is ugly" another boy min yoongi spoke out laughing at my small figure on the ground shaking violently. I whimpered as I felt Jungkook yank me up by my hair "look at me pig." He said grabbing the apple from my hand "what's this?" He asked I bit my lip and he chuckled, before throwing me against the lockers. "I SAID WHAT IS THIS" he screamed punching his hand onto the locker I winced and opened my mouth "a-an apple" I whispered "what was that" he said leaning fliers I looked up to him and shakily answered "an apple" "ohoho the bitch is getting feisty" he said grabbing my face with one hand trailing his other one down my thigh. I clenched my eyes shut and tried squirming away from his touch, but that hadn't worked out for me. "Who said you could fucking move?" He said smirking "he probably likes it" Kim seokjin said kicking my side making me gasp out Jungkook stuffed his fingers into my mouth and shoved them down making me gag, tears prickled my eyes as my throat burned with agony. "What you don't like it?" He said snickering "looks like he can't" Kim Taehyung said "is the piggy gonna cry" he said making oink sounds. They all laughed together before they all bent down "say a fucking word the the principal or the teachers and it won't be my hands shoved in your mouth" he said and I clenched my fists up. They laughed as they walked away "that was a good one" I heard a student say taking photos of me. "This is going on my page" on of them said laughing. I whimpered as I stood up breathing out in pain. My lungs felt like they were on fire, my face hurt like hell, my body was aching.. tears finally fell from my eyes and down my cheeks once the students scattered to their classrooms.
Time skip
I wobbled my way back home taking the same routes as before, making sure to bring out my keys. I wiped my face and unlocked my door. Opening it slowly sighing in relief when I didn't see my father, but I did hear the moans of a woman from the hallway. I blushed and walked to my room, going to open the handle before stopping in my tracks. The moans were coming from my bedroom.. I covered my mouth and shakily put my ear up to the door. Hearing the grunts of my own father. The door clicked open and I backed up my father came out from my room wearing a smirk. "I heard you were late to your first class today." He said making me look at him by grabbing my jaw up. "Remember what happens when you do that?" He said in a husky voice the smell of sex flowing out from my room. There was a woman's body on the floor with bruises butterfly kissing on her body. My body shook in fear and he chuckled "room. Now." He said throwing me into his bedroom. The smell of alcohol lingering inside the small room. He shoved my to the floor and began unbuttoning my belt.. he covered my mouth when I tried to yell. New tears streaming down my face when I felt a burning feeling in my lower body..
I lied there staring at the wall, cum littering my stomach.. I felt disgusting especially with the hickeys blossoming on my neck and collar bone. I sniffled and sat up. The event happened a few hours ago, and my father had already left to work. My eyes were dark and empty, I couldn't feel anything. My eyes red and puffy. I heard a nock at the door and I slowly stood up pulling up my boxers. Not bothering to put my shirt back on. I stumbled out the room and into the hallway as the banging continued. I shakily took the doorknob into my small hand and opened it. "Hey fag you left your tucking bag-" I heard Taehyung say I looked up and grabbed the bag. Not even muttering a single thank you before attempting to shut the door. Attempting the door was pulled back open by someone i assumed to be Taehyung "hey are you o-ok?" He said looking to my bruised up body. Not to mention the hickeys.. "oh." He said bitterly "you were whoring around" he said snickering. "Stupid slut" he said and I dropped my bag before pushing past him. Just end it Jimin. There's no point any more. I smiled as I walked down the side walk leaving a confused group of bullies who were hiding behind bushes.
I reached the bridge and smiled wider cars passing by with speed. I took my shoes off slowly and hoisted my leg up and over the ledge I lifted my next one up and looked back seeing Taehyung and the group of boys running towards me. I blinked and turned back around. They can't stop me. Why would they. I thought to myself I smiled and let one of my hands go heading screams from behind me I ignored them and let my other hand let go of the railing.. I closed my eyes ready to fall when... my hand was caught. "Call the police!" I heard Jin yell "hold on!" I heard tae yell I looked up to see him holding my hand. His knuckles turning white fork the amount of strength he was using to hold me. "Let go" I whispered "jsut hang in there it'll be ok-" "LET GO" I screamed and he stopped talking "w-what" he stuttered "why would I fucking let go!?" He screamed "I'm saving you!" " I DONT WANT YOU TO!" I yelled trying to pull my hand away "hyung I'm slipping!" Tae yelled back and I saw Jin run up to hold him "the cops are on their way!" He yelled and I shook my head "no no no NO YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" I screamed " I WAS SUPPOSED TO DIE!" I yelled kicking my legs around. Next thing I new I slipped from his hold..
"JIMIN"! I heard next to a splash as my body hit the water.
