My Loss, My Gain

My Loss, My Gain pt. 2

     I was starting to walk down the halls, until I felt a hand on my back. I flinched, knowing what was going to happen.
     "Hey look, it's that faggot. How's you're dead boyfriend?" He smirked at me.
     I hated how he used the word dead so carelessly. He thought that it was okay, that being dead isn't bad.
     "C-can you j-just leave me a-alone." I stuttered, hoping he would give me mercy.
     He just gave a little smirk, clenching his fist. He raised it, my eyes flicking in terror.
     He started to punch me merciless, hitting me in the face and stomach repeatedly. I curled up, crying. He started to kick me, my small body sliding easily.
    He soon got tired, leaving me there. I was crying, cursing in my head. 'Why can't my Tae be here?' I thought. 'At Least he could beat the shit out of them...'
     I heard footsteps running towards me, words echoing through the halls.
"Oh shit! Are you okay?!" A deep voice echoed.
     The boy pulled me up, my face towards his. He had a friendly smile on his face, deep dimples topping off the smile.
      "I think I'm fine..." I trailed off, not wanting to say much.
      "I don't think so. Your bleeding pretty bad!" He pulled a tissue from his pocket, pulling it to my nose.
      "Who did this?" He answered, worry echoing in his voice.
      "Just some delinquent who thought he was cool." I answered back, hate filling in my eyes.
      "Why would they do this? You don't look like the bullied type." He tapped the tissue under my nose, trying to get the blood off.
       "Well... I'm gay, and I guess that's a sin..." I didn't want to say it, flinching back, waiting for his reaction.
       "Hey! I am too. Guess Im not the only one." He gave a bigger smile, his dimples getting deeper.
       "Cool. I haven't seen you around? Are you new?" I realized he wasn't a familiar face.
       "Yeah, I just came here from Korea, America looks nice though..." He looked around the school.
       "Hey, what class do you have next?" I hoped he had at least one class with me.
        "Hmm... I have an art class." He pulled the schedule out of his bag, looking at it.
        "Hey I have that class! Wanna walk together? And by the way, what's your name?" I just noticed I didn't ask him that.
        "Kim Namjoon, just call me Namjoon. And sure." He started to walk.
        "Well Namjoon, I'm Jeon Jungkook or Jungkook for short." I said, racing after him.
        I had just saw how tall he was, and I had to admit he was pretty handsome... But I could never love someone else. Tae-Tae would forever be mine, I could never find another.