Jungkook's POV
I was supposed to get back home before my mother woke up for work. It was still kinda dark, i should've listened to what Jin hyung had said. If i had not taken this shortcut, i wouldn't be here, in this position right now, so helpless. My vision had gone all blurry due to tears, my head was spinning for being hit multiple time on the wall. I lay there and let my attacker use my body, not being able to do anything.
Pain spread from my lower back to my whole body. My head and legs were bleeding. His dirty nails dug into my body, making me cry out in even more pain. By each thrust i could feel my body going numb. I could feel no more pain anymore except for the one in my heart. If only i would have taken the longer route. I could sense my attacker reach their climax, after which he threw me back to the wall, and carved something onto my thighs using a pocket knife. As i heard his footsteps go away, i curled up into a ball and let out wrenched sobs. I don't know how long i stayed there, but after a while i got up pulled my pants up trying to get out of the dark alley.
I limped my way to the bus top, i got on the bus, and struggled to sit. I pulled my knees to my chest, and remembered all the events that just took place. Tears welled up in my eyes again, the pain was becoming unbearable. When i got to my stop i got up, I could feel eyes on me, i started panicking and hurried to get off the bus, when i tripped and fell hard on my head. The last thing I heard before was, "Hey kid, wake up."
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Hey guys! So yeah this is , my first BTS fanfic, so if it is shitty i am really sorry. I wanted to keep the prologue short, and i will be uploading the first chapter tomorrow (J)hopefully! Bye! take care of yourselves!
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