Bad Teacher MYG 21+

Fucked up 😖

Yoongi Pov

I really fucked up.

If I only I didn't say those words, she wouldn't have done that. I deserved it. And I got to admit it. I was wrong. The tears that she had were not for Namjoon. But me.

Looking at her right now is breaking my heart. From seeing her smiling and happy waking up in my arms to her practically crying for me.

I looked over at the boys and they are crying quietly while Jin just sits there like a fucking statue. We are all stunned with the performance that she pulled off.

"Yoongi?" Jin whispered

"What?" I whispered

"You need to fix this" he whispered

"I fucking know that. I just don't know how" I whispered

"Well for once listen to your heart and not your dick" he whispered

I just rolled my eyes and looked again at Monica. She was looking dead at me with her sunglasses on. She's probably hiding the tears that were caused by me.

The bell rang and all the students left even the guys. It was just me and Monica now.

I grabbed all my stuff and put them in my backpack and started to walk to her desk. Monica sat back, took her glasses off and crossed her arms.

"What do you want Mr. Min?" She asked

"Can we stop with the fuckinf formal shit nica?" I asked

"Don't call me that!" She said

"Well too fucking bad cause I am"

We didn't say anything as we just stared into eachothers eyes.

"Can you please leave?" She asked

"Nope! I'm staying right here until you speak to me and why your being a bitch" I said

Monica didn't say a word. But I could tell she was annoyed with my presence. And she looked so fucking cute.

She was going to say something until the door opened and it was the fucking guy I wanted to kill.

"Yoongi! Get to class, " Namjoon said.

"So you can beat her up again asshole? I don't think so, " I growled.

"I haven't laid a fucking hand on her" he growled

"Bullshit! Your fucking lying and I know it.

Namjoon looked at me with anger. If we were alone I would've fucking shot him in the head. Right between his eyes.

"Do you have proof?" He asked

"Yes I fucking do" I said

"On that recorder right? You'll won't be getting that back. I fucking smashed it into pieces. So you have no proof that I hurt her, " Namjoon said

"You son of a bitch!" I yelled.

I walked close to him, lifting my arm up to punch him square in the face. But Monica got in the middle.

"You need to leave," she said

"What?!? So you can be alone with this prick?" I yelled

Monica didn't say anything but rub her temples and walked back to her desk. Grabbing all her stuff and walking right past us.

"Where are you going? School isn't over!" Namjoon said

"Well, it is to me. I'm calling in sick. Need to get away from you to assholes today. Don't bother calling or texting me cause I won't fucking answer" She yelled

Before she opened the door, Namjoon grabbed her arm hard and pulled her harshly to him.

"Don't talk to me with that tone of voice!" He growled

"Oh shut the fuck up. You weren't saying shit when I caught that bitch deep throating you" She said " and I got pictures to prove it"

"Give me those fucking pictures!!" He yelled

"Can't! I don't have them. Deleted them and I don't know where they fucking went" She yelled pulling her arm out of his grip.

They were staring at each other and just how Namjoon was staring at her. I knew he was going to do something.

SMACK!!!

Monica held her cheek where he just hit her. Anger fueled in me... I was breathing heavily. I may be a dick but I would never lay my fucking hand on a girl.

In a matter of seconds, I grabbed Namjoon by the collar and held him up against the wall. My hands wrapped around his neck.

"Yoongi no!!!" Monica yelled

Her voice was just mumbled... it was all blocked out. I didn't care who or whatever was happening around me. It was only me and Namjoon right now.

"DON'T EVER LAY YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON A GIRL!!! DIDN'T YOUR FUCKING MOTHER EVER TEACH YOU THAT? CAUSE I KNOW MY FUCKING MOTHER DID. AT LEAST I KNOW HOW TO TREAT A FUCKING WOMEN. YOU AND THE OTHER HAND ARE JUST A FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. YOU DON'T DESERVE MONICA NOR ANY OTHER FUCKING GIRL" I yelled

"A-and y-you do??" Namjoon asked gasping for air.

"Yes I fucking do. I may have fucked up right now. But I would never ever hit a girl for my fucking mistakes. Especially someone who I fucking love with my whole heart" I yelled

Monica gasped and I turned my head to look at her. I smiled as she met my eyes, and hers were getting glossy.

Namjoon tries to laugh as I put more pressure on his neck.

"You love a whore? One that is using you for fucking pleasure? That isn't meant for fucking love?" Namjoon asked gasping. "The one that her father is trying to kill you???"

"What?" I asked

"Y-you heard me. Her father is trying to kill us. And you won't her to love y-you? Your a fucking fool if your in love with her. Because it'll never work out." Namjoon gasped

I let him go and watch him fall to the ground. Holding his neck, he tried to breathe again. I turned around and looked at Monica.

I was fucking confused.

"Is this true?" I asked, looking at her

Monica didn't say anything. But, she rubbed her wrist where Namjoon grabbed her. Looking somewhere else and not in my eyes.

"Is it? That your father wants to kill me?" I yelled

Monica flinched when I raised my voice at her. Her eyes were glassy still, and a single tear fell down her red rosy cheeks.

"ANSWER ME!" I yelled, holding back my own tears.

Her silence gave me her answer. All I could do was tsk and look away. Trying to be as tough as possible, but my walls were falling down.

"I knew it was too good to be true" I said with my head down.

"Y-yoongi" She sobbed

I started to chuckle and walk past her. Bumping my shoulders into hers. My face facing the door.

"Namjoon is right... you are nothing but I fucking whore" I said

I opened the door and walked out. Leaving the only thing that was healing my heart behind.

But now it's only broken and will never get repaired again.

Don't you worry Monica... I'm coming for you and your family too.

You fucked with the wrong person...

Your going to pay...