Seventeen and inlove Vernon ff

Pain

Y/N P.O.V
Y/N: Thanks for the ride!
Y/F/N: Your welcome! Bye! I'll see you tomorrow!
Y/N: K, bye.
I walk up to my front door and hesitate to go into my house. My dad is home and I am fifteen minutes late. He's gonna be super pissed off. I enter the house as slowly and as quietly as I can. As I am about to successfully sneak in, the door creaks very loudly.
Dad:Y/N! Why the fuck are you late?!
Y/N: I-I'm sorry dad
Dad:You better be you stupid bitch! Get your ass upstairs NOW!
I ran upstairs and lock the door. I start crying nonstop.
Y/N: Umma *sniffle* Please don't let him hurt me this time. P-please protect me.
Dad:Y/N OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW!
I try crawl out the window and leave, but he has already broken down the door. I try to get out faster, but he has already grabbed me. He drags me across the room. He has a beer bottle in his hand and smashes it over my head. He grabs a flashlight off my nightstand and starts beating me with it. I try to fight back, but it's no use.
Dad: You have a nice body. If only you weren't my daughter.
Y/N: Dad.....Please.....don't do this.
He pulls down his pants and boxers with one hand and holds me down with the other. He takes off my clothes as well. I feel disgusting. I try to push him off me, but he is to strong.
Dad: I'm gonna have fun with you.
Ten minutes later...
I can't believe my own dad just raped me. Who am I kidding? He isn't my dad. No father would beat and rape their own daughter. He's no dad. He's a fucking psychopath!
I can't stop crying. I feel like a slut. I get up dig through my drawer. I find what I need. A razor. I sit in my closet and close the door. I bring the razor to my arm. I look at my arm and the scars form cutting before. I make slits on my wrist. I start bleeding alot. I feel light headed and pass out. I wake up the next morning with a raging headache. My cuts. I have to cover them up. I think to myself. I go shower, put my hair up, brush my teeth, and put on my school uniform. I decide to wear my hoodie to hide the cuts. I can't face my dad. I decide to sneak out of my window. I climb down the pipe on the side of my house and walk to school.
At school...
No ones P.O.V
You arrive at school late. As you walk closer to the building, you see Ji Su and her friends hanging out in front of the school. You walk faster past them, hoping they wouldn't notice you. And of course she sees you.
Ji Su: Ya! Y/N.
You turn around with your eyes watering.
Ji Su: Awww. Little baby's gonna cry. What a loser!
She grabs your arm. You try to pull it away, then your jacket sleeve rolls up and Ji Su and her friends can see your cuts and bruises.
Ji Su: Oh my god. Y/N, what happened?
Y/N: N-Nothing.
You say with tears in your eyes.
Ji Su: That doesn't look like nothing. It looks like something very ser-
Y/N: I SAID IT'S NOTHING! WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE?! YOU'VE BEEN TORMENTING ME SINCE WE WERE IN ELEMENTARY!
Ji Su: Y-Y/N......I know and I feel really sorry ab-
Y/N: NO YOU DON'T! Just leave me alone. You don't care about me at all. You wouldn't even care if committed suicide. You'd be happy if I did.
Ji Su: No I w-
Y/N: Stop talking Ji Su. Clearly you've already done enough damage.
You walk away crying. You go into the girls bathroom and splash water on your face to get rid of the tear stains, then dry your face and head to class.
In class...
Teacher: As you can see here, these are the inequalities I've been telling you guys about. Now let's see...Y/N. Come up here and do this problem.
You walk up to the front of the class and start writing. Out of nowhere, Hansol runs into the class.
Hansol: Y/N. Come on.
He grabs your arm and pulls you out of the class and to the baseball field.
Hansol: Let me see your arm.
The anger in his voice is clear and you can tell his anger is rising each second. You show him your arm. He sees the scars and pulls into a hug.
Hansol: Don't hurt yourself. I couldn't live if you were gone.
Y/N: I thought you weren't supposed to fall in love with me.
Hansol: I know. I guess I lost the bet already.
Y/N: No. Actually I lost. You remember the day at the beach?
Hansol: Yeah. Why?
Y/N: After being so close with you that day, I couldn't help but fall inlove with you.
Hansol: Hey.
Y/N: Yeah?
Hansol: I love you. Even if it's only been two days.
He lifts up your chin and plants a gentle kiss on your lips.

Hansol: Why do you have bruises? Is your parents abusive?
Y/N: Yeah. My dad is an alcoholic.
Hansol: He didn't do anything else to you did he?
Y/N: No.
Hansol: I'm taking you home right now.
Y/N: But my dad!
Hansol: No, not to your house pabo. I'm taking you to my house.
Y/N: Okay.
At his house...
Hansol: Go lay down upstairs in my room. It's the second door to the right.
You nod and walk upstairs to his room.

You sit on his bed, kick off your shoes, and fall asleep. You wake up next to him. He's so cute when he sleeps. You stare at his lips. You give him small kiss and he wakes up. He smiles and your heart jumps out of your chest. He pulls you into his embrace and you blush really hard.
Hansol: Do you feel better?
Y/N: Yeah.
Hansol: Good. Let's just stay like this for the rest of the day.
Y/N: Hmmm, okay.
You yawn and fall asleep in his arms as he pulls the blanket over the both of you.
(Pretend is you and Hansol)

I know it's pretty early for them to already be in love.
But, I hope you enjoyed this part.