BTS: I Think I Love You

chapter 8

I am sitting at my desk before class, minding my own business, when the door slams open. I lift my head up from its place resting on my arms and look towards the door, my eyes wide. With a shock, I realize that it is the seven new guys. I heard some girls in the hallway refer to them as BTS. I wonder what that stands for. Back to school?

I'm brought back to my senses when I am forcefully pulled out of my chair. I struggle out of their grip and turn around to confront whoever was touching me. My surprised gaze meets the angry gaze of Namjoon. I instinctively move back a couple steps, terrified of the hulking guy in front of me. He steps closer to me, the others blocking any exit I could use to escape out of.

"What the fuck is your problem you bitch?!?"

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. What is he talking about? Why is he so upset? What did I do?

"Answer him slut!" Jhope yells, his nose flaring. Whatever I did, it must have been bad.

"I-I don't understand" I say. I'm not sure why they are so mad at me. I look around at all of their incredulous faces, my gaze stopping on Jungkook.

He looks awful. His face is covered in bruises. His left eye is already a dark shade of purple and black. His bottom lip is cut, a little bit of dried blood still on it.

I don't know what caused me to do this, but as soon as I see him I run up and cup his face gently. I look at his wounds before bringing my sleeve up to wipe off the wet blood underneath his nose. My eyes go soft and I ignore everything else around me, focussing on him and his injuries.

"Omo what happened? Who did this to you?"

He looks at me with wide eyes as he clears his throat. His eyes look anywhere but at me, him gulping numerous times before speaking.

"It was Tom."

So that's what he meant by 'giving someone a warm welcome'. He always beats up the new kid of the school. I guess he didn't want to beat all seven of the guys up so he went for the youngest one.

"That asshole. Are you ok?"

He nods his head yes and I let go of his face. I am suddenly pushed onto the floor, my ass taking most of the pain. I wince and look up to see the rest of the guys crowded around me once more.

"Don't touch him!" V yells angrily.

"Yeah. This is all your fault" Suga adds.

I shake my head, my hair whipping around to hit me in the face.

"My fault?"

Jin steps forward, a glare on his face. This is scary. He was the nicest out of all of them. Seeing him mad makes me very uneasy.

"Your stupid boyfriend beat up Kookie because you told him he was hitting on you, you fucking bitch."

What? I don't talk to Tom if I don't have to. I would never tell him a lie like that. Beside, he is not even my boyfriend. He literally rapes me every other day. Why would I want to confide in an asshole like him?

"I didn't tell him anything. We aren't even dating."

I stand up off the ground to face them.

"I'm sorry Jungkook got hurt, but you can't blame it on me. I'm not dating that abusive dipshit, never have, never will."

My head whips to the side as Suga's hand makes contact with my cheek. My eyes are wide in shock as my head stays in that position. I have been slapped before, but I didn't expect to be slapped by them. Jimin pulls on my hair, making me have to look at him or else my head would be in serious pain. My face is contorted in slight pain and discomfort. Other than that, I have a relatively blank expression on my face. I'm used to this.

"We aren't letting you off so easily. You made one of our best friends get hurt, you are gonna have to pay for it."

I gulp as they all start coming closer to me, unwavering certainty about what they are going to do.

"Guys cut it out."

They stop and turn towards Jungkook. He has his arms crossed and an uncertain look on his face.

"She said she didn't do it, lets just ignore her like we were doing before."

"But Kookie! She is the reason you got hurt" Jimin says, letting go of me.

Jungkook is about to reply when the door opens once more. In walks Johnny, Tom's right hand man when it comes to beating me up. I am almost as scared of him as I am of Tom. He spots me and smirks, walking closer. I step behind Jhope's body, not quite touching him, but close enough to be hidden from view. I know he already saw me, but maybe he will back off with all the guys here.

"Hello fellas. Just came for Z."

Jhope steps out of the way, exposing me to Johnny. I know this is a lie. Johnny only comes looking for me when he wants to abuse me. If I go with him, I won't make it to first period because I'll be in too much pain.

Johnny grabs my wrist, pulling me away from the guys. In a last minute attempt to get out of going with him, I grab onto Suga's sleeve.

"Please don't make me go" I beg him quietly. Suga looks at me as if I am the most disgusting thing in the world before brushing me off of him. Johnny stops to face me and grabs my already sore face between his hand, squishing my face harshly.

"Be good and I won't hurt you as much as I usually do" he whispers quietly enough so that the BTS boys don't here him. I nod yes, just wanting to get this over with. We walk out of the classroom towards the closed off bathroom, my senses going away so that I won't have to feel the extent of what he will do to me.