Made Strong | Yoongi Jiae

Picturing us together (Updated)

She wished for uneventful mornings. A knot forms in her stomach. Her strong silent demeanour mostly repelled people, and she liked it that way. But sometimes her crushing loneliness overwhelmes her most mornings, and it's hard to even think of walking herself to school.

She has a longing to be touched, to be seen. Even to be loved, maybe. That's seems like an even slimmer chance if you ask her.

Today though, jiae gets her weekly dose of attention she wishes she never receives.

"quickly, take the picture yoongi" yoonji hissed at her brother, he fiddled with the camera and his hands shook to take the picture of jiae.

Her arms pulled back tight buy yoongis twin sister, yoonji. Jiae had been tricked to going to the school basement, dumbly believing a rumor that Yoongi wanted to give her an innocent kiss. But she was really stupid enough to fall for that trick. Yoonji was a known bully and has hurt her in the past. Shes not surprised by her. But this is the first time yoongi joined with his sister. Jiaes heart clenches in disappointment.

Yoonji, and yoongi too, she supposes, have always been nasty to her. And over the years have gotten worse, it seems thier dislike for jiae had grown to pure hate. But she had always hoped yoongi was different.

Well at least he has been indifferent.

But right now she might just have to change her mind.

Yoongi held his phone up in front of him, like he was taking a video.

"Is it recording? hurry up"

Jiae is trying hard not cry, but silently her eyes give way. The last time she opened her mouth to react, they tried to put sand in her mouth. They hate me so much. I am I really so hateable?

Yoonji became impatient and took the camera off yoongi.

"ill do it. Hold her arms back" yoongi went over to jiae and held her. Yoonji aimed the camera at jiae. But then she put it back down.

"give us a smile" she demanded, jiae jolted in shock and gave a look of confusion.

"come on, just do it and we'll let you go" so she raised her lips slightly in attempt of a smile. Yoonji tapped the phone, taking the picture.

But yoonji didn't seem satisfied yet.

"suga, why don't you give her a back hug, so you look like a couple" she snickered, her eyes dark with dangerous mischief.

Yoongi did just so.

"actually put your hand under her shirt" yoongi hesitated.

"are yo-" yoongi began to say.

"just do what I tell you yoongi" she gave him a pointed stare.

"wait, please. This is getting too much" Jiaes voice wobbled.

Yoongis hand snaked it's way into her shirt. Just resting on her stomach, skin on skin. She shivered from the sudden contact. His palm was hot.

Suddenly yoonji lifts Jiaes shirt open and pulls Yoongis hand onto her breast. She felt hot from shame.

"that's better! Smile!"

Several pictures are taken. She could tell. Yoongi unexpectedly just holds her tighter, and buries his face into her neck. His hand on her breast becomes a grip. Jiae shivers, and a tear runs down to her chin. But she gives them a small smile. Hoping for a quick release from this strange morning.
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In a way, jiae understands why the twins hate her. They think she got the life that they should have gotten. It was not new news to everyone that they're home life was an abusive one. There are rumours about an alcoholic and gambling Foster father. And that was the reason why the two of them are so fucked up.

The three of them come from the same childrens home when they were kids.

When they were young, the twins had meet with a couple who were everything you co have wished for parents. They were loving, generous and wealthy who had interest in adopting them. But when yoongi had suddenly become sick he was hospitalised for a time and yoonji stayed by him most of that time.

During then, the couple didn't know what had happened to the twins, and then took interest in another child to adopt, this child was none other than jiae.

But despite a home that was absent of abuse. Jiae had still grown up to be in a household absent of affection. She is greatful for what she has. She always will. But there are nights her skin itches painfully from longing to be held. Her adoptive parents were not always around, but they are very generous, supportive. But the orphan in her had not truly healed. She knew she needed more, affection, love, touch, ached for it like it was a drug.

Jiae looked at the bruses on her elbows in front of the bathroom mirror. Was he really holding her that hard?

She thought back to that time in the basement and she felt sick. What even happened back there?

That was so strange. Are they going to blackmail me with that video?

She grimaced in the mirror.

The thought of having a photo of herself in a compromising position with a boy, was a nightmare. What if her parents found it? Surely they won't want her anymore.

She couldn't even begin to imagine what they could do.

Tonight, she sleeps with the lights on.
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EDIT 2020: hey folks. I'm here from the future! I've rewritten this chapter, and plan to do the same for the rest of the story. The storyline does not changed, I just developed the characters deeper as I have become more mature these last few years, I realised that they need to be better understood and with justified emotional reactions to the evenslts that happen throughout. Regardless of how outrageous this story is I've decided, this story at least deserves to finaly be completed.

Even if no one gets to read this after so long of no activity. I hope it will be closure for both you and myself.