Pain Without Love (BTS Jungkook Fanfic)

Four

I looked up at him, ignoring what he had just said. He looked like he wasn't going to let me leave unless I did actually tell him my name.

"I'm Lily, now please leave me the fuck alone."

Standing up from my chair, he completely blocked me and pushed me back into my seat. He held out his hand, giving me a fake smile and sarcasm very visible as he spoke.

"Nice to meet you, Lily. My name is Jungkook."

I smacked his hand away, not even wanting to physically touch him after what I've seen him do.

"I already know who you are."

He chuckled to himself and he held his hand down from me.

"Oh, yeah? Is it because of that girl screaming my name?"

Images of the girl riding Jungkook flooded my mind. Completely grossed out, I forcefully pushed him out of my way as I stood up from my chair.

"You're disgusting."

I reached for my school stuff until he gripped my wrist, throwing me into his body. He pushed the hair away from my ear as he whispered slowly into it.

"I'm disgusting? You have no room to talk, I know what you do in the bathroom."

Pushing myself off of him, I quickly grabbed my things and walked away from him. I brushed off the tears that were forming before looking back and slightly yelling.

"Not everything is as it seems, asshole!"

Walking down hallway from the library, I let a few tears fall down my cheeks as I approached my locker. Opening it up, I looked at myself in the mirror that I had hung up in the beginning of the year.

You really are disgusting Lily. You're a slut just like your mother. You'll never be anything. Just a toy for people to fuck around with.

Kill yourself.

I quickly shut my locker door, not wanting to see myself anymore, I started to walk down the hall towards the girls bathroom to skip for the rest of the day. I just want to be alone.

As soon as I got inside the bathroom, there were already three girls inside. They were "fixing" the 20 pounds of makeup they already had on their face, until they noticed that I had walked in.

They all seemed to give me disgusted smug looks that every other girl in this school gives me.

One of the girls quickly leaned into the other ones ear, whispering. The blonde girl in the middle, that looked like the biggest bitch of all three of them clearly the leader of her "friends", spoke first after the other girl had finished whispering in her ear.

"Oh, so you're the whore who Jungkook left in a hurry to go and see."

Utterly stunned by her statement, I looked at her hair color and length piecing together that she was the girl that was riding Jungkook on the roof. He must have stopped and chased after me after I left.

"No, it's not what-"

She held up her hand, cutting me off mid-sentence as she shut her eyes then opening them again.

"Save it, just stay the fuck away from my boyfriend before I kick your ass."

Mumbling to myself, I walked towards the stall.

"Whatever you say, queen."

As soon as I opened the stall, my hair was pulled backwards making me fall onto my ass.

I looked upwards to see that all three of the girls were surrounding me, looking down at me on the floor. Jungkook's "girlfriend" spoke first before slamming her foot into the side of my face.

"You had your warning bitch, now you're just pissing me off. Just do the world a favor and kill yourself."

I could have easily taken on the girl but they played dirty. They knew I wouldn't be able to take them all at once. So, they waited for me to have my back to them before they pulled me to the ground, having a much bigger advantage over me.

Shutting my eyes as the pain took over on the left side of my face, I heard the girls walk away. They laughed to themselves before leaving the bathroom entirely.

I leaned myself off of the ground, pain still circulating through the left side of my face, I walked into the stall I had planned to go into before being assaulted.

Locking it, I sat myself on the toilet and let all of the tears leave my body. Her words playing through my head, it felt like someone rubbing salt in open wounds.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself.

The same phrase kept repeating itself over and over again inside my head. I shoved my face into my hands and whispered to myself.

"Why does this have to be my life.. Maybe it would be better... If I disappeared."

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I promise I'm not a psycho for writing these depressing twisted chapters. I'm pretty normal, honestly. I just feel like happy things are SO overrated on wattpad. Maybe it's just me.

I'm really curious, how old is everyone reading this though?

Stay tuned for the next chapter---