Back to square one | Vkook ff

Part 11

* Please don't read if easily triggered *

Taehyung p.o.v.

After i watched Jungkook leave, i walk into the school. Never had i felt this nervous in my life. I could get beaten up any second, worst case scenario he could kill me. I had cried again last night, begging Jungkook to come with me to school. Of course he wasn't crazy enough to actually do so.

"Goodmorning," I say as i enter the classroom 10 minutes early, this way I was able to avoid Baekhyun a little longer.

Luckily he wasn't in the same class as me, he and i only had math class together, which unfortunately i had after this class. Was i going to skip it? No doubt. I usually never skip class but i wasn't going to risk my life just to devide two numbers.

"Taehyung? Taehyung!" The teacher calls out bringing me back to reality.

"Oh sorry," I reply, taking my science book out of my bag.

She walks over to me, looking at me concerend. 

"Are you doing alright? You've been acting a little paranoid lately." She says softly, stopping me from opening the book.

Before i can answer there's a knock on the door, a dirty grin making me unable to answer.

"Babe can i talk to you for a minute," Baekhyun says, giving me no choice.

As much as i wanted to scream no and run away from him, i got up and did as told. As if i was his fucking dog. He takes me into an empty classroom, one that was mostly used for detention.

"Where's your new boyfriend?" He asks, locking me between his arms on a table.

I refuse to reply, making as little eye contact with him as possible. He leans in closer to me, his breath tickling the skin of my ear.

"Did he abandon you already kitten?" He whispers, letting his tongue travel over my earlobe.

"Stop," I whimper, trying to get him off of me.

Only his grip on me got stronger, and the awful grin on his face even bigger. My stomach turns when i feel his hand slide to the inside of my thigh, a chuckle escaping his mouth.

"Baekhyun stop," I beg him once more, unable to do anything more.

"Just let me play with you for a second kitten," He smiles, palming my crotch.

His grip on me was still too strong, giving me no other choice but to let him fool around. It wasn't the first time for him to do this to me either. I got used to it, the beating and the touching. Him treating me like his toy, his personal whore. 

He zips open his pants and take out his length, forcing me to jerk him off.

"Touch me baby boy," He orders, moving my hand up and down himself.

Tears had now filled my eyes, feeling disgusted by the fact i wasn't fighting back. I hated him, i hated him so much. I hated ever going here and thinking it was going to be a chance for some change in my life. This wasn't the change i wanted. It broke me, being defensless. Having nobody that had my back. Nobody to rescue me in moment such as this. If only Jungkook could come with me, bodyguard me all day. That would be rediculous, but i wouldn't mind him doing so.

"Oah fuck babe, a little faster."

A tear falls down my face, doing as he tells me to. I missed Jungkook, no i wanted Jungkook. I needed him more than ever. I needed to be crying on his shoulder right now, have him pet my back trying to comfort me. I needed him to protect me from Baekhyun.

A loud groan escapes Baekhyun his lips, releasing all over my hand. Dissapointed in myself i stare at my hands, ignoring whatever he was saying to me. I couldn't hear him. No, i didn't want to hear him. He had broken me down to the point i had blocked his voice out. 

I watch him leave the classroom, leaving me by myself.

"Why," I cry out softly, drowing in my own thoughts.