The park

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In love with this song right now ^^

Jungkook's POV:

I ran across the street over to my house. I unlocked the door and closed it behind me. I looked around the house trying to find my grandma. I soon found her in the garden where she usually works.

"I'm home grandma!"

I've never come to her about my problems. I am scared at how she would react. I'm suppose to be the man of the house since my grandpa passed away one year before Namjoon moved here. I can only hope she won't find out. She almost found out when I was cutting, because I was very weak and couldn't respond when she knocked on the bathroom door  saying dinner was almost ready. I apologized to her for scaring her and told her I was brushing my teeth. She believed me and that's all that matters.

"Oh, okay. I already made dinner so help yourself in the kitchen." 

I nodded and made my way to the kitchen. I grabbed some food so it looked like I ate something, and gave it to the dog. I went into my room then to my bathroom. I locked the door so grandma wouldn't be able to come in.

 I grabbed my razor and pushed my back against the wall and slowly slid down. I rolled up my sleeve and started to cut. I thought about everything I did wrong that day, like stuttering towards a teacher or breathing to loudly around someone.

 again,

 again,

 and again.  

It sounds stupid right? To cut yourself over and over again over careless mistakes, but to fit into society you have to be perfect; if you make a mistake you're immediately shamed. 

I soon started to close my eyes knowing sleep was approaching me.

I ended up waking an hour later. I got up off the ground and grabbed a towel. I spread it across the floor to clean up the blood. I was just lucky grandma buys red towels. I then cleaned my cuts and put bandages around them.

 I put on a black hoodie with some skinny blue jeans and made my way downstairs.I went through the back door so grandma wouldn't realize I was gone. I went through the woods to the park so no one would spot me. I never really liked getting attention. I made my way to the park, which didn't take long. I went to the swings and sat down. I never get enough sleep so I always end up falling asleep just about anywhere. I almost fell asleep but I heard someone coming. I looked up to seeing a few guys from school.

 Just my luck. 

"Look what I found bambam."  

"What? A fat ass who only wants attention."

"Yes. Can you guess their name?"

"Jungkook?"

"Exactly."

I tried to get up to get away, but I was quickly pushed back.

"Where do you think you're going? We haven't even started. Are you scared kitten?"

I didn't say anything in hopes that they wouldn't get as mad if I talked back to them. I could only heard muffled laughs as I tried to hold in tears. I soon felt a fist collide with my stomach sending me backwards.

Taehyung's POV:

I started to get stressed over so much homework so I put on a hoodie and went out for a walk. I decided to go to the park. I turned the corner and saw two people standing over someone by the swings. I walked over to them because I was curious as to what they were doing.

"Where do you think you're going? We haven't even started. Are you scared kitten?"

Before I could say anything or before any of them realized I was behind them, one of them punched the person who was on the swing in the stomach.

"Stop! What are you doing?" I said confused

 what did he do to deserve to get punched?

"Were just teaching the faggot a lesson, butt out." 

I looked down to see who was just punched.

 Jungkook?

 Before I realized it I punched one of them in the face and kneed the other in their no no square. They both got up after a minute or two and gave me annoyed glares.They  ended up leaving, saying  I just ruined the fun.

I looked down at Jungkook who looked suprised at me. He quickly hid his face and got up to leave. I grabbed his wrist confused about the situation. 

"If you're going to leave you should at least thank me by telling me why they tormented you."

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My friend got sick and I asked her to give her sickness to me so I could go and die in a hole. Lets just say I went home that day with a fever. <3



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