Out running karma (Jimin X BTS)

chapter 16

Jimin stayed there, hugging his knees. He recalled the events that happened earlier.

Did Suga actually care? Did he feel bad?

Jimin chuckled and shook his head. Who the fuck would care for him. He pulled down his sleeve and looked at his wrist.

The grip made some blood Come out.

Jimin shook his head, smiling. He couldn't wait till he was gone.

He rested his head on the door, looking up at the ceiling.

He heard the bell ring, signalling that lunch time was over.

Jimin sighed and he picked himself off the ground. He pulled his sleeve back up and flung the bag over his shoulder.

He waited a few moments before he opened the door. He stuffed his hands inside his hoodie and walked to his next class.

He had class with all of the members of BTS. Just his luck.

Jimin felt the glares from the other kids but ignored it, stuffng his hands more into his pocket.

He walked inside the classroom and saw Suga glaring at him.

Sugar scoffed. He had seen the bruise but was sure that it was all makeup. He wouldn't have the fucking guts to do that.

He was convinced that Jimin just wanted attention. Suga's blood boiled as he thought about it.

He was definitely going to teach him a lesson.

Jimin just looked at him for a second and looked away. He sat down, his back facing them.

He heard Suga whisper to them. He silently chuckled and shook his head.

The teacher walked in and started the lesson. Jimin didn't pay any mind to it.

He wouldn't need it. He wasn't planning on staying much longer.

As soon as the bell rang, Jimin walked out the door. He felt people following him so he walked into the crowd, blending in.

Jimin looked back and didn't see BTS anywhere.

He let out a sign of relief and started walking away.

He felt a hand grip onto his shoulder. He turned around, looking at who it was.

"Park. Why did you hide from me." Suga said which sounded like a statement more than a question.

Jimin looked around anxiously. "I don't know. Why were you following me."

Jimin turned around and started walking away.

"You're not fucking going anywhere." Namjoon said, getting in front of Jimin.

Jimin's lip quivered as he stayed silent.

"Leave me alone."

"Did you just fucking Command me?"

Suga's eye twitched before he lunged at Jimin, punching him straight in the jaw.

Students were now surrounding them, cheering Suga on.

"BEAT HIS ASS!"

"WE DON'T WANT HIM HERE!"

"I HOPE HE DIES."

These words all hit Jimin deep. He was tired. Tired of being called worthless.

Why couldn't he just be normal. Why did he have to be born as this stupid fat ugly worthless boy.

Suga lunged at him and slammed his body on the ground.

Jimin whimpered as he felt the air being sucked out of him.

"I deserve this." He whispered to himself.

He saw the rest joining in. He wasn't surprised. Just disappointed.

Jimin felt himself getting continuously punched and kicked, getting several blows to the head. By the end of it, he was a bloody mess.

Everyone walked away, muttering about how pathetic he was.

Jimin just layed there and cried his eyes out.

Why did life have to be this way?

Jimin groaned as he picked himself up. He wiped his blood and tears on his sleeve.

Jimin sighed as he opened the door to his house. He turned on the lights, seeing his mother watching Tv while drinking

Same old same old.

Jimin closed the door and walked to his room. Everything hurt. He felt so sore.

Jimin let out a shaky sigh as he sat on his bed.

Suddenly, all the tears came flowing out. Jimin let out a sob before covering his mouth.

He was blinded by tears. He decided. He decided when and how he was going to end it.

He didn't have much days. He was going to prepare.

What did he even do wrong? He just told them to leave him alone.

He can't even stand up for himself without getting beat.

Jimin quickly wiped his tears as he heard footsteps coming.

The door opened revealing his drunken mother.

"H-Hi." Jimin stuttered.

"Why are you so fucking useless?! Don't you know the things the neighbors are saying?! There are rumors that my pig son is a faggot!" She yelled.

She only cared about her reputation.

"I-I'm not! I-" Jimin stopped speaking when he saw his mom coming closer, a wire in her hand.