One SHOT (BTS BOYZZ)

Flower Buds (Kim Seokjin)

A/N: Im changing your name ARMY, to 'y/n', sounds better? This is because lots of fanfiction does that, and you probably called me stupid as for my first chapter, but enjoy ARMY

WARNING-SELF-HARM, MENTALITY PROBLEM

I glanced at my phone and watched my favorite boy band, BTS on youtube while they dance 'Fire', but mostly my eyes was focused on Jin. He was amazing, his beautiful eyes that fluttered and his lips that often showing his genuine smile always makes my heart thumping like crazy. I love his laugh, it made me laugh too and it often brings me out of my dark world.

Glass shattered and some kicking and slapping noises was heard outside. I quickly took out my earphone and plugged it into my phone and listen to, 'I need you', just as the sound of them singing finally calm me down for awhile. My tears fall down from my eyes as the song chorus heard.

I need you girl, you're so beautiful

I need you oppa

I need you girl, you're so cold

I'm tired of living like this, even if you are not the one who I imagine to be, I don't care I'll cling to you even if you don't want me

I need you girl (I need you girl)

I need you girl (I need you girl)

I wiped my cheeks as my tiredness took control of me.

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"y/n!!", a scream was heard as I shot my eyes wide and stared at my furious mum. My body was trembling as I instinctively back down until I feel a wall behind my body. "What did I say about the laundry I told you to clean?", she screamed at me as she grabbed my hair by force, "stop it mum!", I cried asking for her mercy but like always she never does comply to my request.

She slapped in my cheeks as I fell down on the floor. Pain stings on my left cheek as I sobbed quietly. "What a useless kid!", she stomped out and left my crying all alone.

The truth is, my mother is a kind woman before but after she remarries a man, she wasn't the same as before. My step father often abuses her and sometimes strangle her due to being stressed. Actually my mother was not only the victim, I was too.

Every time when he was stress he let it go on us. My mother cannot divorce him because my mother was just a house wife so she has no money to raise us both and also because we have no relatives that are willing to give us support.

Sometimes I felt it is better if I wasn't born at all, so my mother can search a better man than my step father.

After I regained my composure, I rises up from where I sat as I went to my bathroom. A sharp metal blade glinting and I smiled at the sight of it. This was the only way to let out my pain. I grabbed it and slowly caresses on my pale fingertips. Then I grabbed it and started to draw blood out of my wrist then next to my thighs and knees. The pain was unbearable but it is a soothing pain for me.

Call me crazy, but this is way better than my mother's slap. I then remembered the pain on my left cheeks, I then brought the metal blade and caresses it slowly on my cheeks to draw a blood as well. I grunted in pain but just let it be.

After I finished what I was doing, I took a hot shower and screamed like no other as the hot water touched against my new wounds.

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