Chapter 14

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I hold my breath as the bell finally rings for us to go home. I just want to get out of here. I have PE for the last period, meaning I have to dress out in the horrid PE clothes. On everyone else, they look amazing. The short shorts, tight shirt, and running shoes just make me look chubby and abnormal. It's like I'm the only one that looks bad in it.

I wait in a stall in the girl's bathroom as everyone else gets changed. I never change in front of the other girls. They all body shame me, telling me the things that I obviously already know. I look at myself in the mirror every morning. I already tell myself every day how fat I am, how I will never be pretty to others. I used to think I was at least decently pretty. When more than one person tells you that you are ugly and worthless every day, you start to believe that it is true.

Once I don't hear any more chatter, I walk out and change my clothes. I put my uniform back on and grab my backpack, swinging it onto my back as I walk out of the locker room. I walk through the empty halls, my footsteps the only sound I can hear as of right now. I exit the school, breathing in the cold air around me. I love nature. It is one of the only things I enjoy anymore. I enjoyed dancing, but stopped once everyone started making fun of me for doing it.

I splash in puddles as I walk towards the front gates, my hair blowing in their two ponytails. The mud is still on the ground, making it easy to see my footprints in the soft earth. My feet sink in every time I step, my legs working extra hard to pull them back up.

"Hey Z."

I stop in my tracks at the familiar voice, my heart speeding up drastically. Why hasn't he left yet? He doesn't usually stay after school at all. I look up at Tom who is standing in front of me with his arms crossed in front of his wide chest.

"H-hey Tom" I say, my voice coming out weak and frightened.

He smirks as he steps towards me, his height making me have to crane my neck to look up at him.

"Why didn't you sit with me at first today?"

I gulp as my eyes move everywhere but to him as I try and think of an excuse to tell him. I can't tell him that Jungkook offered because he would just beat him up again.

"I don't know" I say, my voice an octave higher than it usually is. He steps closer until he is standing directly in front of me, his hand coming out to hold my face in place. He grabs onto my cheeks, forcing me to look him in the eye. He glares at me as he does this, his hand tightening around me. I whimper as he lifts me up by my face, my feet barely touching the ground anymore.

"Why are you lying to me?"

My eyes water from the pain, my face hurting way too much to answer him. He drops me, a disgusted look on his face as he pushes me to the ground. I land in a puddle, my skirt instantly getting soaked because of the thin fabric. I shiver as the cold water hits my body, my entire back side and hair covered in the filthy water.

"I don't like liars Z."

He kicks me in the stomach with the top of his foot. The pain makes me bend over and hold my stomach, a strangled yell coming out of my mouth. He kicks me again from behind, causing me to roll over and get soaked on the front of my body as well. I am now shivering profusely, the pain causing my eyes to water. He goes to kick me again, but is stopped by someone shouting at us.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing?"

He turns towards the voice and huffs in annoyance before turning back towards me.

"Looks like I have to go early. Remember this Z."

He leaves me there, running off so that whoever stopped him can't see his face and tell on him. Not like anyone would do anything about it.

"Are you ok?"

I look up at Jungkook standing there, a pained look on my face. I shake my head slightly, unable to speak because of the pain. He helps me stand, his hands on my waist to support me. I hiss out in pain as I am put on my feet once again, doubling over from the intense throbbing in my stomach.

"I'll take you to my place to get you cleaned up" Jungkook says while picking me up in his arms. I try and protest, but nothing comes out when I try to speak. This has happened before. It hurts so much to speak when I get kicked in the stomach that I sometimes can't speak at all for a few minutes. I don't do it because I don't want to hurt more than I already do at the moment. There is nothing I can do except allow him to take me to his house.

He walks in silence, the only sound being our breathing and my occasional grunt of pain when he walks over a bumpy part of the road or stumbles slightly. We make it to the front of a large house and he opens the front door. We go up a beautiful staircase before going into a room that I can only assume is his own. He sets me down carefully in the bathroom and goes back into his room for a little bit.

I start the shower while he is away, my hair already starting to drip water onto the clean bathroom floor. Jungkook walks back in with some clothes and a towel before handing them to me.

"Clean yourself up and get dressed. I'll take you home after you eat something."

He smiles at me before leaving the room. I pause for a moment, not sure whether I should do it or not, before grabbing onto his arm.

"Jungkook?" I say weakly, my voice coming out in a whisper.

He turns back around and looks at my with a kind smile on his face.

"Th-thanks, for everything."

He cocks his head to the side as he grins, his bunny teeth showing fully. His eyes are crinkled a little bit in the corners. For the first time in a while, I feel my lips twitch upward slightly. I'm not fully smiling, but it's the closest I've come to it in a year.

"No problem Z."

With that, he closes the door, leaving me to ponder on how one boy could change my life for the better with just three words and a smile.

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