Stupid. P.JM [COMPLETED]

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I can't go to school today. My body aches so much. There are bruises everywhere. People will see. I barely managed to pick up my phone and I texted Jimin.

Phone convo: Text

Me
Morning Jagi, I'm not
Going to school today.
I feel really sick.

ChimChim💕
Morning Jagi.
Aww, do you want
Me to visit after school?

Me
No, it's fine.
Take care at school
And don't flirt with
Girls! Love you. 💞

ChimChim💕
OK Jagi, get well
Soon. Love you!💖

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Now I'm just wondering what I should do. I rolled off my bed walking toward the closet. I searched for some clothes so I could change into after having a shower.

I walked into the bathroom and ran the hot water then poured some bathing gel into it with some bath salts. I could use some relaxation in my life at this point. Once the bathtub was three quarters full I stopped the water from running and I undressed myself. I got into the bathtub. The hot water stinging the cuts on my body. It hurts, it really does. I got in anyways, ignoring the pain. I'm good at that. I sat myself in the bath washing the pain off the surface of my skin. Why won't it come off? I'm so dirty. Without noticing, tears streamed down my cheeks as I began to scrub harder. It won't come off...Why? I didn't realise, but my eyes were getting heavier and heavier and heavier.

I woke up, water surrounding me, not knowing how I got into the bath. The water was red and so was my skin. There were scratches, bruises and cuts all over my red body. I ignored it all and got out of the water that had turned cold. I dried myself and then dressed myself. Then I opened the door and walked towards my closet once more.

Opening the closet, I searched for the first aid kit. Once I founded it I went back to my bed and applied some ointment onto my leg, then my stomach, followed by my arms then my face. I watched the clock tick as time moved on.

PING~~

Who could that be? I picked my phone up and looked at who messaged me at this time. It was Hyuna.

Phone Convo: Text

Hyuna 💟
Yah~~ I heard you
Were sick. Why
Didn't you tell me?
I thought best friends
Tell each other everything.

Me
Hey~ Sorry. By the way,
How did you find out I
Was sick? Who told you?

Hyuna 💟
Jimin, why you don't
Want me to know? ㅜㅡㅜ

Me
Ani, how did he tell you?
You don't come to our
School.

Hyuna
I have his number.

Me
Oh...Why do I trust
Him? He gave you
His number?

Hyuna
😂 Don't get the
Wrong idea now
Sweetie. It was on
the night of the party.
I wanted everyone's number
So that if anything happened
To you, they could call me.

Me
Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to
Accuse you. I'm feeling
Tired so I'll be going to sleep
Now. 💞

Hyuna 💟
OK bye, get
Well soon! 💞
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I put my phone down on my bed stand and tucked myself into bed. I know it's still early but I'm tired.

I was just about to close my eyes when the doorbell rang. Who the hell could it be? I got out of bed and grabbed a cap to hide my bruises. The doorbell kept ringing but I was going the fast I could go.

"I'm coming!" I shouted trying to increase the speed of my pace. I got to the door and unlocked the door looking down so that they couldn't see my face.

"Hello, is Y/N at home?" He asked. Wait, this is Taehyung's voice. I looked up only to be looked at directly in the eyes,"Y/N?" He asked.

"Um..." I looked back down quickly and was about to shut the door when he forced himself in and closed the door. Luckily my dad wasn't home at this time otherwise it would be Taehyung's last time seeing me.

He put his hand under my chin, right next to a bruise and gently lifted my head up. I looked at him for a few seconds as he examined my bruises but looked over to the side to avoid the awkwardness.

"Um...Tae, you should leave before someone gets home." I said to him but he carried on. He could tell that I had tried to treat myself but obviously, being the unstable person I am, I failed to do so.

"Let me help, where is your first aid kit?" He asked looking straight into my eyes.

"Um...it's fine,"it's replied looking away. But he chose to continue to ask.

"Where is the first aid kit?" He asked once again. I gave up. I dint want to start an argument because I was not I good condition for that.

"Upstairs," I answered. He picked me up by my feet and carried me upstairs into my room. He placed me onto my bed and I pointed at the closet telling him that the first aid kit was in there. He nodded and took it out and sat down on the bed next to me.

He looked so focused. I didn't know he cared about me so much. What am I saying? He doesn't care. Pfft, he's a playboy. He's trying to get my attention. A few moments later the door opened and I knew it was my father.

"Y/N! Y/N, come downstairs!" He yelled. I knew something was up as soon as I heard his voice. Taehyung stopped applying the ointment on my face and got up.

"No, wait Taehyung, " I whisper shouted as I grabbed his hand,"Don't, I'll go." I pulled him back down to sit as I limped towards the door.

I made my way down the stairs ready for another beating.
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Taehyung's POV

I was sitting on the bed worried for Y/N. Who is doing this to her? Suddenly, I heard shouting from downstairs. I shot up and went to the door to listen. I know I'm eavesdropping but...I hate to admit, I care about that nerd.

I heard Y/N scream and things crash but the door wouldn't open. She locked it. I walked back and charged my body weight at the door again and again but it didn't work. She was still screaming. So it was you dad? The window, I walked towards the window and tried to open it as well but she had locked it. Y/N!!! THAT LITTLE FUCKER! Why?

Right, my phone. I patted down my body in search for my phone but couldn't find it then realised that I left it on her table before helping her clean up. I dropped to the ground hearing her scream for help. My knees felt weak.

I wish I could help you Y/N. I really do.
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