Lost (BTS ff)

•20•

Suga and I didn't talk to each other at all during school. We didn't even look at each other. And during lunch, I stayed away from the guys. I just sat in the bathroom, crying all alone. And without Suga to keep me happy, all the bad things that happened in my life, everything that I had lost, came crashing down on me again. I had nothing to do to take my mind off the constant pain. I wanted to be alone but a couple of girls walked into the bathroom to chat privately. So I crept out of the girls' bathroom and walked to the back of the school, where nobody hangs out. But I stopped when I saw something shimmering in the field. When I walked closer, I saw a little pocket blade. Ah, finally something to make the pain go away. I've heard of cutting. It's when people slice their skin with a blade when they are having problems. They say it makes the pain go away. It's worth a shot. I mean, what do I have left to lose? I picked up the little knife and walked to a dark, dirty corner in the back of the school. I thought about my home, my parents, my friends, and Suga... all the things I have lost over such a short amount of time. I pressed the shiny blade to my skin. Blood dripped down my wrist. It did make the pain go away, and it was addicting. I cut my wrist until the end of lunch and when the bell rang, I pulled my sweatshirt sleeve over my arm so no one would notice. But it's not like anyone would care. I pulled my hood over my head and walked to class slowly, not caring if I was late. But I was still on time. I sat down in my seat, feeling a lot better after cutting. During class, I caught Suga staring at my wrist a couple times so I pulled my sleeve down lower.

Time skip~

School had finally ended. I felt a lot better and I couldn't wait to play with Kumamon. I'll take him on a long, nice walk after J-hope takes him out to do his business. But someone grabbed my cut arm, disturbing my happy thoughts. I yelped in pain and pulled my arm back. Suga was the one who pulled my arm. 

"What did you do to your arm?" he asked. I stayed silent and hid my arm behind my back. Suga took a step closer to me. I wanted to run away. "I said, what did you do to your arm?" he hissed. 

"Nothing. And anyway, why should you care?" I mumbled. I was about to turn away but Suga grabbed my arm and pulled the sleeve up, making me wince. His eyes widened at the sight of my bloody forearm. But I didn't care. He kept staring at it.

"Who did this to you?" he whispered.

"No one," I answered. Why does he care about what I do so much?

"Amber...did...you do this? To yourself?"

"Yes." I pulled my arm back. "Now leave me alone and don't ever talk to me again." I turned to leave but Suga stopped me. 

"Don't ever do this again, do you hear me?" he said angrily. But I ran off without a word, without looking back.

Time skip~

When I got home, I made sure to cover up my arm as best as I could. Kumamon jumped into my arms and started licking my face. I smiled.

"I already took him out so you can take him out for his daily walk now." J-hope said with a grin. I nodded, grabbed the leash, and clipped it onto Kumamon's collar. When I opened the door, I took a deep breath -until I saw Suga notice me. I started to run with Kumamon the opposite way. When we were far enough, I stopped and let Kumamon on the ground. I stood there, panting and trying to catch my breath. But Kumamon was acting weird. Instead of sniffing around and wagging his tail, Kumamon had his tail tucked in between his legs. A twig snapped and Kumamon growled, baring his tiny, tiny teeth. I heard laughing and my heart started to pound furiously. This felt just like when the guy cornered me in the alley last time. I grabbed Kumamon in my arms protectively and started to back away, until my back bumped into someone's chest. I looked up only to see a guy I didn't recognize. I turned around to see another creeping up. He grabbed Kumamon from my grasp and my little puppy attempted to bite the man, which did nothing. The guy behind me grabbed me and rammed my lips into his. I tried to struggle free but he was too strong. I heard Kumamon yelping behind me. I had to do something. In the blink of an eye, I kicked the guy where the sun don't shine. Yah, that spot. I turned around to see the other guy beating Kumamon with a wooden plank. I ran to stop the man until something hit my head and I lost consciousness as Kumamons cries filled my ears. 

I woke up...in a hospital bed. Suddenly, everything from last night flooded into my head. I bolted upright, only to receive a splitting headache. Where's Kumamon? Where the hell is my dog?!  Suga was sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed. Please don't tell me he saved me last night...

"Are you feeling okay? How's your head? Are you alright?" he asked.

"WHERE THE HELL IS KUMAMON?!" I screamed. "Please tell me he's okay..." I sobbed. 

"He's...in the ER. He broke a couple ribs and..." he stopped when he saw me get even more worried. "But they're performing surgery on him right now. He might not make it though... The odds are against us. All we can do is hope now..." Tears streamed down my face. No...please... Not Kumamon...

I can't lose him too...