(BTS FF) Try Me

#5 Friend?

~Yuna POV~

I was walking in the hallways in the middle of class. I sneaked out of class because It was getting boring. As I was walking something pulled my arm.
I quickly turned around and pinned that person to the wall.

"Woah,woah. Its just me."

I look at the person and it was just stupid Jungkook. I let him go but he grabs my arm and pinned me against the wall. "Let me go." I said.

"Why?" He smirks.

I let out a small chuckle. "Because I say so."

"But I dont want to." He grabs both of my hands and held them against the wall.

His grip was really strong and it hurts my wrist but I tried to endure the pain. I look at him straight in the eye. "Let me go."

"Jiwoo. You really are something else." He pressed his forehead against mines and our faces were only centimeters away.

"I dont know why, but you make me go crazy. You look just like Yuna but you're way different from her, and I love it." He said with a deep seductive voice.

"What are you--" before I could finish what I said I felt his lips pressed against mines. I was in shocked. My eyes were wide open and I was paralyzed.

Jungkook slowly let go of his grip and I pushed him off. "Go away, stay away from me."

I wipe my lips with my sleeves and started walking away. "What was he thinking?" I thought to myself. "He's crazy!"

I walked up to the roof and sat on the edge. I rubbed my wrist which was turning red due to Jungkook.
"Its tough." I sigh and look down at the cold cement.

"Stressed?" Said someone.

I look at my right and there was someone there lying down. I didn't know how I didn't see him before, it was like he just popped out of nowhere.

"Want a piece?" He hands me a bag of skittles.

"No." I said and went back to doing my own thing.

He got up and sat next to me. "I'm Taehyung. What's your name?" He asks.

"Jiwoo. " I look back at him.

"Um...Jiwoo why are you here?" He faced his body towards me and was just paying attention to me only.

"To get away from reality." I relaxed my body.

He looked down at my hands and saw the red marks on my wrist. "What happened to your hand?"

"Things." I tried to cover them with my hands.

Taehyung looks at me worried. He then smiled. "Jiwoo. Do you mind if I talk to you?"

"Why? Why can't you talk to your friends?" I said.

"I dont think I can tell them about this. Its something that been bothering me for awhile now." He sigh.

I felt a bit bad. I've never seen Taehyung this depressed before. "Go ahead."

Taehyung rubbed the back of his head and lied back down. "I regret it. I have this friend or someone I knew...I've had always seen her being treated harshly at school. Never a day go by without seeing her getting pushed down or hurt. You'll never see her laugh or even a little smile on her face..."

As I was listening to Taehyung my heart kinda shattered. He was talking about me.

"One day....she was treated even worse than before. I saw her with bruises and cuts. I thought everything would be alright when she got home...but I was wrong..." Taehyung sniffles. "I stopped in front of her house afterschool. I just stood there watching. I heard yelling, screaming, and bangings...I wanted to help but I couldn't.... I couldn't and look what happened to her...I regret not doing anything...I should've helped her! Because....because if I did...she wouldn't had end up like that...." Taehyung started crying.

He was bawling his eyes out so I pulled him into a hug. I wanted to cry also but i continued to hold them back. I pat Taehyung head because it wasn't his fault...I turned out like this.
He didn't deserve this.

"Taehyung, its okay...cry all you want."  I said to let him get everything out.

"Yuna...I'm sorry." He whimpers.

I pulled him tighter into a hug. I wanted to comfort him...I wanted to tell him the truth so he wouldn't feel guilty...but I couldn't... I wish I could.

We stayed at the roof for the whole class period until the bell rang. Taehyung cheered up and all I could do was just smile at him.

I met up with Suga in front of school and he was smiling at me. "What took you so long?"

"Yoongi..." I said with a low voice.

Suga saw my sad face expression and quickly ran to me. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just..Happy." I started to tear up and so Suga pulled me into his chest. I cried in his arms, I wanted to let everything out. The sadness, despair, everything. Taehyung didn't deserve it and it broke my heart how much it been bothering him. Making him think that it was his fault I died.

Suga held me tightly as I cried. I began to calm down and my crying stopped. Suga cupped my face with his hands and made me look at him. My eyes were swollen and my face was red.

"You want ice cream?" Suga said.