I Promise - BTS

Part 14

Sorry I'm late. I have no excuse. Borahae 😅

Billboard article was a joke, bit im proud of how our men handled themselves. 👏

Warning: Mentions of abuse, rape, a gun, and violence.

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June 13th 2017

Ms. Chambers, took me back to her apartment. It wasn't very big, but she told me I could stay as long as I needed to. Her only condition was that I contact my family.

I don't know if that was the right call to make yet. I'm not optimistic that John will die. I decide instead to make use of her shower and soaps. I wish that I had avoided the mirror.

I burst into tears at the sight of myself. My face was sunken from the lack of food, I have bruises all over my face, and neck. My hair was matted and I had some bald spots from where John pulled too hard.

I felt the weight of what happened finally hit me, and I fell to the floor, clutching my knees to my chest. I feel like breathing is the hardest thing to do right now.

Suddenly the door opened and Ms. Chambers was on the floor with me, she pulled me against her and stroked my hair. Trying her best to soothe me.

"You're safe Y/N. Everything will be fine. I promise." She whispered to me.

I traded my knees for her waist and let her hold me while I cried my heart out, for the first time in a year.

A couple hours later the police were at her door. Asking me questions I didn't want to answer. I couldn't answer. Ms. Chambers filled them in with her side and what she knew about me, then they took pictures of my face and body. From their faces I could tell it wasn't pretty. Ms. Chambers had to excuse herself once my shirt was off. Tears threatened to fall. I know what spooked her. The brandings he had put in the middle of my shoulder blades.

They called in a special nurse that helps with abuse victims, she helped bathe me, and get the mats out of my hair. Then she did a routine checkup and blood work. She also set me up with an appointment to get a MRI done, due to all the bruising. By the time she had left, Ms. Chambers had collected herself and taken down every mirror in the house. So I wouldn't see myself like that again.

"Thank you, Ms. Chambers. I'll never be able to say that enough." I said hugging her.

"Call me Tina from now on, and once is enough. I'll take care of you Y/N, for as long as you need." She pulled away and grabbed out her phone, "Now what do you say we order some food? Do you like sushi?"

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"What Tina didn't know, is that I will forever have that image of myself, branded into my head." I said to Namjoon sorely.

"Do you - Do you still have the brand on your back?" Namjoon asks tentatively. I can only nod my head, yes. I didn't dare look up at him. Afraid of the look in eyes.

"That night I think I slept an entire hour's worth of broken sleep. I kept having night terrors about being back in that room, and John right there with me. Punishing me." I white knuckled some of the fabric of my pants.

Namjoon put his hand on top of mine to stop me, "You're here now. That's what matters."

I looked up at him, and he smiled softly at me. He strokes the top of my hand to try and relax me. Damn, if it didn't work.

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June 19th 2017

I finally called my sister and mother, and we all met at my mother's house. I told them everything that happened. An entire box of Kleenex was gone by the time I had finished. My parents wanted me to return home, but I couldn't. John would hurt them all just to get to me.