Snapped

Chapter 1

Another day in hell

Angel's POV
I didn't want to come to school today. The wounds of my parent's death were still fresh. They were rich and each of them was the CEO their own company. But they still made time for me and my brother, because they were wonderful parents. Since they were so wealthy the entire country knew about their deaths.

I stepped out of my car and walked into the building. I could see the sympathetic stares of my classmates, but they would never actually comfort me. They are too afraid of them. The It boys in our school. Or BTS, my torturers. They terrorized me everyday, making sure I had no friends and no one would talk to me.

"Hey Angel!" I froze at the sound of his voice, the malice in his tone sent shivers down my spine.

"Yes Jimi-" Before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my hair and threw me into the locker.

The crash of my body against metal rang down the hall, making everyone look at the scene before them.

"Did you think I was gonna take it easy on you because your parents are dead?" He asked before kicking me in the stomach. I just groaned in response.

"Well you thought wrong, you useless bitch. I bet your parents are happy to be away from a disappointment like you." He chuckled.

Stop.

" On second thought they were probably as worthless as you." He said with a smirk.

No they weren't they were wonderful.

"They deserved to die" Jimin said with finality, before starting to walk away.

That's it.

You can do what you want to me, you can say what you want to me, but the people I care about are off limits.

I felt something inside me snap. It wasn't the years of bullying or the forced isolation that sent me over the edge, but what he said turned on a switch in my brain.

I had always been an amazing fighter, but I promised my parents that I would never use my skills to hurt anybody. That was the only reason Jimin and his friends weren't dead. I knew that my parents wouldn't like what I was about to do, but it's not like they were around to say anything about it.

I picked myself up and stared Jimin down.

"Oh, was that not enough for you?" He laughed in my face.

"Well I guess I'll have to finish you off then. I was going to save it for later, but you've got me riled up now." He sent a punch straight to my face. His punches had always been slow, this is just the first time I've decided to dodge one.

He looked at me with disbelief. His face turned red after looking around the hall, to see our classmates stare in awe. Fueled by embarrassment, he launched himself at me, not expecting a swift kick to his side. Jimin fell to the ground clutching his side and groaning.

His friends stared at me, too scared to do anything. The fear in their eyes satisfied me in a way.

Now you know how it feels.

Jimin wasn't done though. I was too busy looking at the frightened faces around me, that I didn't notice him get up and send a punch straight to my face. It was too close to dodge, so I had no other choice other than to catch his fist.

     Then I twisted his hand, snapping his wrist. The sound of breaking bone filled the hall, making people cringe. Jimin screamed out, holding his fist to his chest.

    He fell to the ground and tried to scoot away from me, but I grabbed him by his shirt.

     "If you ever come near me again, I will make you sorry." I whispered in his ear before letting go of his shirt and walking back out the front doors.

     I knew coming to school today was a mistake.