What He Never Did || MINSUNG

Chapter 1: Jisung

TW: ABUSE,THOUGHTS OF SH, SA ,SLURS -if you are sensitive to any of these you probably should not read this story as most of them will come up again in another chapter

This is my first story so it might suck btw!!

Bolded= author notes
Slanted=characters internal thoughts

the name of this chapter indicates that this is from Jisung's pov

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It was basically a tradition at this point, for me to see those 5 boys at my locker at the end of the school day.

Everyone already knew what was about to happen...

I reluctantly walked towards them, knowing that if I tried to run away they would just chase after me anyway. Once I reached my locker, I didn't even bother opening it to put my stuff away. Instead, I looked directly at their "leader", Changbin, and said "Just get it over with will you" with the most bored face anyone has ever seen in their life.

TW:ABUSE/BULLYING

"As if", Changbin responded while the other 4 boys(Chan, Minho, Hyunjin, and Jeongin) snickered. The leader then kicked me in the gut. I barely felt the pain, though. I just stood there unfazed which must have ticked him off. This time, he used all his strength as he gripped my neck and raised me up in the air. He then turned around so my almost unconscious body was like a punching bag for the others. I felt my limbs being pummeled from all angles by the other boys as Changbin whispered, "If you're gonna act all unbothered we're just gonna f*ck you up even more."

I felt chills run down my spine. Not just because he said that while licking my jawline, but also because I couldn't breathe. His grip on my neck was just getting tighter and tighter and i was feeling myself slip into unconsciousness. But I didn't fight it. In fact, as soon as that feeling swept over me I stopped trying to breathe, causing me to go limp.

'There was no reason to fight it. Either way, I was gonna get beat. That was for sure. Might as well not have to experience the pain' 

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Next thing I know, I'm in the nurses office.

I have no idea how I ended up here. I start running the possibilities through my head but none of them make any sense. The 5 boys could have carried me here... No, that cant be it. They normally just leave my body laying there in the hallway after they beat me up. Ok... Maybe a teacher brought me here? Nope, they're just as scared of the bullies as me... I don't have many friends that would help me and the two I do have were in the dance studio as always. Maybe one of the...

I keep rambling off the possibilities in my head before my thoughts get interrupted by someone bursting into the nurse's office. I jolt up, surprised by the door opening so quickly. I can already feel my anxiety going through the roof. When I see who joined me here, I relax a little. It's just my only two friends, Lee Felix and Kim Seungmin.

They're both panting heavily as Seungmin asks me, "Why are you... in the nurse's office?"

Neither of them know about the severe bullying I've been going through for the past 2 years. I haven't told them anything because I don't want to burden them with with my problems since I know they both have their own issues to deal with. Lucky for me, they haven't noticed any of the scars or bruises. Plus, since I'm normally just left in the hallway after the beatings, none of my friends have had to see the fresh wounds. (Until right now obviously)

"Oh, I just tripped on the concrete on my way out of school so I just came here to patch up a bit". I look down at my scarred hands, unable to look in anyone's eyes as I blatantly lie to their faces.

"But we got out of school like two hours ago... Me and Minnie just got done with dance practice." Felix chimed in. (WITH A HAVENT YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR- if u don't get that reference I don't blame u) I knew he could tell I wasn't being completely honest with him at the moment.

I finally looked up at my best friends, my only friends. When I see the sad and concerned looks on their faces, I can't bring myself to lie to them anymore. So, instead of doing that, I get up from the bed, walk up to Seungmin and Felix, and shove them aside. I sprint past them and down the hallway as fast as I could. ( Which is quite slow because I was limping quite a bit)

My friends chase after me but I keep running. I'm surprised they don't catch up to me at all as I sprint through the school doors, through the parking lot, and down the street to my house. Although I'm glad I didn't have to lie anymore, I regret my decision. In no universe will going home be the better option. It would have been better to sit in silence in the nurse's office with my best friends than to go home to my drunk dad.
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Time skip: Jisung arrives at his house
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Even though I definitely will regret it, I start walking up the steps to the front door of my "home" (Although the correct term for it would probably be a hell hole) I already know what's about to happen. I'm gonna walk in the door and see my dad with a bunch a alcohol bottles around him. Then he'll beat me saying stuff like "You're the reason Anhi killed herself, you FAG!" and " I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN". I've should've gotten used to hearing stuff like this by now but every time I hear it I start believing it more and more.

But today, that's not what happens. I still walk in the house to see him standing there with bottles around him. He still beats me for the same reasons. Except today he has an idea. Today he has a weapon, a beer bottle to be exact. When I see what he's about to do to me, for the first time in a long time, I try to run away from him. But of course he stops me, grabbing me by my collar and shoving me to the ground. He beings his arm with the bottle high in the air and I feel myself freeze with fear.

I close my eyes, waiting for the enevitable pain that would course through my body any moment. I feel tears run down my face which brings me out of my terrified trance. Most likely because I haven't cried because of him in such a long time.

As soon as I open my eyes, I see why there isn't blood pouring from my head right this second. My "father" has passed out in front of me, his limp fingers letting go of the previously gripped glass bottle.

I sit there for a few moments trying to get my breathing to steady. Once it does, I hoist my dad up onto the couch and pick up the empty bottles around the floor. I take this chance to grab a small snack so I don't stared and run up the stairs to my room.

And I do what I do every night for months.
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A/N:
thank you so much for reading!
I'm sorry if this is really bad lol
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Until next time,
Aubrey<3