Kissing the Devil

Chapter 4

Currently I'm getting first aid from the  guy who absolutely despises me. You'd think he'd give up his immature accusations and choose to help me. Nope, Wendy forced him to nurture me. She was too busy taking care of Yeri so she pushed Hoseok to treat my cuts and bruises. Banging yourself on a door and tackling someone comes with a few stitches kids. Keep that in mind.

"Ouch," I whimpered. Shooting Hoseok a glare because of the sudden pressure he applied towards my wound. He glared back and pressed my wound even harder. Not giving him the pleasure of my pain, I ignore him. My mind couldn't help but think of Yeri right at this moment. The only person she's been conversing with is Wendy and Yoongi. She's been refusing to talk to anyone else at the moment. Maybe she would talk to me later on. Hopefully, someone to talk too would be satisfying.

"Take off your shirt," Hoseoks voice intruded my thoughts.

"Excuse me," I sassed towards him.

"Oh don't flatter yourself Princess. Let me apply some cream on your stomach"

I sighed and nodded. Carefully I pulled my sweater up to reveal my black bra. He gave a quick glance and started to apply the cream gently. His fingers brushing on my skin made my heart feel alive. My breath hitched whenever his skin came into contact with mine. I don't quite know what the feeling is yet but I assume I'm crushing on him. I feel like I was a high school good girl pining over the bad boy. However this bad boy has killed people with their bare hands. This bad boy stole a final breath from someone else.

"Why do you not like me?"

"Because you'll be like the rest. You'll dig yourself into our hearts and then come back out of the hole when you feel like your finished. I know people like you."

"Knowing people like me does not mean you know me. I've been through shit in my life and I did not want too see Yeri go through it as well."

"What shit? Care to inform me of your hard time."

My heart stopped. No one knows about what Sungjae did to me after we broke up. No one knows how he broke me even further.

"Exactly," he said after the long silence. Hoseok got up from his spot and put on his leather jacket.

"Where are you going," I questioned.

"Dealing with YG. Since we killed Song Mino, they decided to declare war. Since our leader, Namjoon isn't here, I have to create alliances with other gangs to defeat them for good."

I just nodded and watched him leave. My mind and heart were in a debate with eachother. 'Stockholm syndrome really bitch' my mind lectured. 'Fall in love with someone who makes you happy' my heart said.

To get myself out of the mess I was inevitably getting into, I decided to visit Yeri. Opening the door, I discovered Jungkook sitting by Yeri's bed. He was hovering over her like someone was about to snatch her and pull her underneath the bed.

"Jungkook," I whispered

He turned over to me and hesitantly let go of Yeri. "She's sleeping," he whispered back.

"Can I sit with her, alone."

Jungkook looked like he didn't want to let go any time soon but he got up and left. I slowly closed the door. Yeri's eyes popped open.

"Is he gone. Finally I love him but I need my time to breath."

"Are you feeling good?"

"As well as a raped women could feel," Yeri said giving me a hard smile.

My eyes widened in surprise. I never suspected him to go that far.

"Why did you help me anyway? We barely know each other but you tackled that guy anyway."

"Look I can't say why. I don't think I can ever tell anyone why. I've been in your situation before and I didn't want you to go through it."

"Sooyoung. Thank you."

It was silent for a while. "What's the deal with you and Jungkook?"

"I honestly don't know. We have our ups and downs but overall we love each other. Before you came here, we used to be at each other throats. Things got a bit heated one day and we ended up having a one-night stand. We didn't talk to each other for weeks but finally we ended up together. Unfortunately, were still at each other's throats but in a love way. Can you even call it that? Now we've been fighting less. I just talked to him today and I guess when you almost lose someone you realize that useless fights are unnecessary."

Letting the words sink in, I replied with "Hoseok said you guys have been through tough stuff."

"Yeah," she chucked. " Jungkook, Taehyung, and I were in a foster house. The parents were horrible. They would beat us for fun. Call us worthless and useless. One day, we had enough. We left and it was hard. Really hard. We did not have any food or drink. Starved for days. Namjoon found us all beat up and took us in. I owe the guy my life. We all do."

"Why did you help me?" She questioned me again.

"My fiancé broke up with me." The first time I was opening up about this to anyone. She gave me her weakness and I'll hand her mine. "He cheated on me with my sister. I told him it was over. He came back though. He stalked me. He said 'its over once he says it's over.' And I believed him. I let him control me. He raped me. He brought his darkest desires on me. And after all that, my heart still finds a way to love him. He broke me and I liked it. I wanted him to break me all over again. So when I saw you, it reminded me of myself and I freaked. I didn't want the same thing to happen to you."

I didn't realize I was crying until Yeri wiped away my tears. And soon enough, Yeri and I were sobbing together. We were in each other's arm and I felt safe with her here.

"I guess we're some broken human beings," Yeri said.

"I guess we are," I replied. And in that moment of comfort, I realized that the most broken people can help fix you.

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