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Taehyungs POV

"Argh!.." I drop to my knees and cough out blood..

Why??

What did I do now?

Its been a week since those incident happen.. And Jungkook is now getting harsher.. He officially became my bully..he punch me and call me names that makes me wanna die..

And now here I am.. Leaning against the locker as he sent another kick on my stomach...

I hiss in pain and tear up..

"Ha.. Will you look at that.. The fag can't even fight back.. Just doe already.. Your fucking useless.. Bet your mom made you as I mistake.she's probably a bitch too,.." He said coldly...

I felt some anger boil against me.. So I weakly stand up and glare at him then yell..

"DONT TALK ABOUT MY MOM LIKE THAT!!!!!! WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HER?!?!! I DIDNT EVEN MEET HER!!!! YOU CAN FUCKING TALK SOME SHIT ABOUT ME!! NOT MY MOM!!!.."

He was taken back by my sudden outburst and was speechless.. People were now glancing at the scene and I breathe heavily while tearing up..

That's it. I'm done. I've had enough..

I shove him away roughly and grab my bag then walk out of school.. I don't care if the teacher will get mad. I just want some alone time...

Tears were now streaming at my face and I let them fall this time.. I walk slowly to a nearby park and sit on the swing while sobbing..

Mom. I miss her... I wonder where is she right now?...

I look up at the sky and kick the ground, making the swing sway... I sigh softly and began to cry more..

Stupid Jungkook. I wish we never met..

I wish I could stop this feelings,.

Sadly.. I can't.. But I'll try..

Because it hurt so much than before..

"I'm sorry..." I hiccup and search through my bag. And grab a blue razor blade... I trace it with my finger and smile slightly...

Just a few won't hurt..

Looking around to see if anyone else was here.. I press the razor hard on the skin of my wrist and carve..'J.JK'.. Then beside that name.. I carve the word 'mom' making me drop the razor to the ground...

Feeling satisfied... I slowly get up, wrapping my scars with bandages and finally.. Hiding the bandages with my sleeves, I walk to school with an empty feeling...

Jeon Jungkook..

I hate you..

I grit my teeth to stop the tears from falling this time..

I can't cry because of him..

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