Chapter 3

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I hate them so much why can't bts and there friends just leave me alone, they ruin my shoes, and now I have burns all over my body. And to top it all off I have gym class next. I quickly changed into my gym clothes wanting to get this over with. To my dismay we were playing doge ball today. I decided to stay behind I knew it wouldn't save me forever but it would do for now. But my plan did not go so well when everybody quickly moved out of the way. That's when I saw 10 red balls flying in my direction. Bruising my already burnt skin, the balls kept coming so I curled up in a ball hoping the pain would stop. I heard cameras flashing and people laughing there heads off. Why why, is my life so terrible why can't I just live a normal life. And where the hell was the teacher isn't he supposed to stop these things. I couldn't sit here any longer I was used to this so I just caught a ball out of the air (I used to work as a servant and had to catch a lot of things) I stood up every one looked a little shocked and than I hurled the ball straight into the face. He got a bloody nose suddenly all chaos broke out there was screaming and yelling and crazy things happening, I took this as my chance to escape I was nearly to the locker room (gym was there last class) when some one grabbed my wrist, my hand stung because of all the cuts there. "OW!" I yelled only to see the one and only Yoongi standing there. One good thing was that we were alone so he couldn't embarrass me. He gripped my wrist harder (thank god I was wearing a long sleeve shirt under my gym shirt) I winced in pain. "You will never defy me again or there will be major consequences." Suga snapped, "Why can't you just leave me alone! My life is already hell without you here!!!" I scream. He smirked, "Oh did daddy not get you everything you wanted, oh your life is so hard." He said sarcastically. This guy already making assumptions, whatever he can think what he wants to think. Suddenly Suga stuttered, "Y/N what the hell is that." He was pointing to the scars on my wrist. I was so fed up I just ran out of the school not looking back.

Suga POV

I couldn't believe my eyes, there was cuts all over her wrists. No no no I was thinking all wrong she probably got some makeup artist to do that just to get pity. But they looked so real, and who was she think she had a hard life some people are actually suffering here. If she just had a day of my life she would never think she had a hard life again. Which gave me an idea, "Hey bts get over here I have a plan." Just to get Y/N back I told everyone that were going to go egg her house. We left school quickly going to the store to see if we could catch her and follow her home. Sadly she was no where to be seen so we just cracked eggs in her locker and saved a dozen if we were to follow her again. But still could not get that image of her cut wrists and if a makeup artist did them why would she always cover her wrists. I decided to try and clear my mind so I went into a park. And crazy thing was Y/N was there with an old beaten up iPod listening to some music. What can I say I was curious about what she was listening to so I ran up and snatched her headphones and iPod and listened. She just stared at me in shock I started to listen to the music it was about being called a crybaby and things like that. It was kind of strange she tried to grab her stuff but I just pushed her to the ground. It looked like the song was by Melanie Martinez I gave her stuff back and went back home. Then I realized this would be the perfect time to follow her home, but she was no where to be seen. Damn how does she keep disappearing like that. 


A/N  Hey guys sorry it was short and I hadn't updated in a while \_0_/  

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