You Are My Jam (BTS FANFIC)

23: Hiding the Burning Pain

JAMIE POV
Oh no. I looked at my father with fear in my eyes. Then, he stepped towards me and asked the most horrific question.

"Who was that boy?" My father asked, taking his belt off immediately. I continued to back away. He stepped forward and pushed Elizabeth to the side. "WHO WAS IT!" He yelled. I flinched but stood my ground.

"He's just a friend." I said. He chuckled dangerously. His red eyes were threatening.

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" He yelled before whipping me. I turned as a reflex and got lashed on the back. I fell to the ground as the burning sensation kicked in. He continued to whip and hit me. Tears fell down my face but I never dared to stand up for myself. Why? Because if I did, he would kill me.
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I woke up and looked at my clock. I woke up earlier than the time Jimin usually woke me up. Today is the day of our second competition. I am hurting all over my body and the bruises on my legs and stomach are pretty bad. After Friday night, I couldn't get up from my bed all weekend. I was too afraid of the pain. I cried every night and like usual, wondered why he, of all people, was my father. Jimin called and texted me a couple times over the weekend, but I didn't respond. I didn't want him to hear me cry. I kept my window and curtains closed because I didn't want him to see me like this.

I grabbed my phone and looked at the notifications. 4 missed calls from Jimin. 7 texts.

'Goodnight Jamie! Sweet dreams!' Sent Friday, 11:24 pm.

'Hey Jamie, did you hear that sobbing sound during the night? Do you know what that was?' Sent Saturday, 8:37 am.

'Hey Jamie, do you want to hang out today?' Sent Saturday, 11:45 am.

'Jamie? Are you okay?' Sent Saturday, 2:50 pm.

'I'm getting worried... Text or call me when you can.' Sent Saturday, 7:32 pm.

'Tomorrow's our second competition! Remember to get rest and stretch!' Sent Sunday, 11:04 am.

'Jamie, why aren't you answering me? Did something happen?' Sent Sunday, 9:21 pm.

I sighed and let a tear escape. I'm sorry Jimin... I'm such a horrible girlfriend. I slowly got up from bed and stretched my body. I tried my best not to scream at the pain burning all around. When I was able to move better, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My face was swollen but thankfully, the red marks from the slapping disappeared. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then, I took a bath, got changed, and grabbed my bag. I took a deep breath before walking down.

Elizabeth gave me a worried look.

"I'm so sorry Jamie... I didn't do anything..." She teared up. I shook my head.

"I would never forgive you if you got involved. I don't want you hurt too." I said. She put her head down.

"I-I made you breakfast." She said, giving me a fruit tart she baked. I smiled at her and thanked her. I took my time to eat it, then I looked at the clock.

"I have to go now." I said and got up to leave.

"Jamie." Elizabeth said. I looked back.