Part 7:Hurt and Lost

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CAUTION: PLEASE NOTE THE PHYSICAL STUFF!!
   I wave goodbye and make my way back home. I know my father is there and my mom is away at work, but I can handle this.
~~~flashback
During the movie, I was between Jennie and Jungkook. I couldn't help but look at Jennie and Yoongi. They were sitting with each other and I was getting jealous. He would whisper something in her ear and my heart would burn. I felt so upset about it. I know she doesn't know I like him, but she isn't asking either. Maybe, I'm just being selfish.
~~~end flashback ___________________
I get home and open the door exhausted from everything. I jump when I hear glass shatter on the floor.
"Dad?" I yell into the house.
I hear footsteps coming toward me and I look to my side. I'm frozen in place when my dad pushes me to the floor. I gasp.
"Where were you?!" He yells.
I roll onto my back and lean up backing away from him.
"I was just with-"
"Don't lie to me!" He cuts me off slapping me and pulling me up by my shoulders. I stared into his eyes and I could smell his breath. Drunk.
He pushes me toward the kitchen and slams me against the counter. I hiss in pain when I feel the counter against my back.
"Who were you with?! I asked you a question!" He yells into my ear and smacks me again.
Before I could answer, he throws my body across the kitchen causing me to hit my hip against the island. I land on the floor and groan in pain. He crawls on top of me and takes my shoulders into his hands and slams me into the floor until I begin to see stars. "Stop!" I yell. He wouldn't listen. He stands up and kicks me in the side until I crash into the wall. I lay there lifeless, waiting for him to finish.
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I open my eyes and I groan in pain. I put my hand on my side and feel a sting shoot through me. I slowly stand up and make my way to the bathroom. I look at my shoulder and see a small bruise. My head aches too. I take off my pants and see two large bruises. One on my hip and the other on my side. I turn around and there is a long bruise on my lower back. My face had scratches on my nose and temple along with a bruise on my left jaw. I quickly put my uniform on and covered my scars with makeup. I grab my back pack and get ready for school.
I walk to the living room and see my dad with his face in the couch and the rest of his body hanging off. I frown.
"Bye, Dad." I whisper.
I make my way to the bus stop and sit on the bench.
My head hurts so bad.
I put my hand on the back of my head and feel the sharp pain again. I wince and bite my lip.
The bus shows and I get inside.
Jennie must be late.
The bus arrives at school and I walk to class. On the way Jungkook runs up to me with a folder.
"Hey. I have your homework." He hands me the folder and I grab it, but he doesn't let go. I look up at him and his eyes widen.
"What. Happened." He whispers.
I rip the folder from his hands, "None of your damn business!" I run away and go straight to the bathroom. I lock myself in a stall and cry.
__________Jungkook POV__________
Her lip and nose were cut and her face was bruised. Her makeup didn't cover anything. Someone hurt her.
I run to the lockers and look for Jennie. I look at the entrance and see her run inside the school and to her locker.
"Jennie!" I run up to her.
"Hey! What's up?" She grabs her folders and looks at me curiously.
"Y/n. She had cuts. She's in the bathroom." I say breathing heavily. She grabs my arm and runs to the bathroom with me behind.
"Wait here." She bolts into the bathroom as I wait patiently. Worried.
___________Y/n POV___________
I hear the door open and I hug my knees to my chest, conscious of the stinging pain in my hip.
"Y/n?! I'm not playing! Get out now!" She didn't have to say much for me to jump up and open the stall door to hug her.
I couldn't help but let my tears fall down my cheeks.
"Let's skip. We are going to the roof. Let's go." She quietly says.
We go outside of the bathrooms and are greeted by Jungkook. I stayed hidden in Jennie's chest avoiding any eye contact or crazy looks from people.
We get to the roof and I sit against the wall, covering my face.
"Move your hands." Jennie says kneeling in front of me.
She gets impatient and snatches my hands away. She gasps and I could see tears forming in her eyes.
"Y/n." She whispers.
She stands up and turns around facing away from me.
Jungkook kneels in-front of me and I avoid eye contact.
"I'm sorry." I say shakily.
"No, don't say that." He says moving closer to me.
"Are they THAT noticeable?" I say touching the scratch on my nose. He nods cautiously. I grab my bag and pull out my makeup stuff.
"Can you just take this and put some on the scars that you can see?"
He looks shocked, "Um, yeah," he takes the bag in his hands and stares at it. "Can you help me out." He mumbles.
I slightly smirk and grab a beauty blender with foundation. I grab his hand and put the blender to his fingers. I pull his hand to my face, "Now just glide it along the scratches." I guide his hand along my face.
"Is this good?" He says touching my face.
I nod. He touches my face lightly and I wince from the slight pain.
"D-does it hurt?"
I shake my head, "No, just keep going it's alright." He continues to layer it on.

"I love you y/n, but I'm gonna kill him." Jennie
suddenly says. Her voice was deep now. Jungkook and I look up at her. She walks up to me, "You didn't deserve that. You don't deserve that." I could hear the cracking in her voice as she held back tears. Yet, the tears still came.
Jungkook looked at me, "She's right, y/n."
I bite my lip and feel the tears streaming down my face. Jungkook hugs me and I put my face in his shoulder. I plant my lips on his shirt to muffle the noise that escaped my mouth. I could feel Jennie pile into the hug.
"I won't let this happen again." Jennie says but this time with a high pitched voice, she is crying too.
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"Sorry I cried your makeup job off." I say slightly giggling.
"Just leave it, your still beautiful." When he said that the atmosphere became awkward. He... he just called me...beautiful?

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