DANGEROUS || DISCONTINUED

Chapter 8

"Nothing will happen. I'm here with you", he said giving me one last peck on the lips before facing my father.

"There you are. I waited ages", my dad said rolling his eyes.

"I'm sorry but your son his not really happy to see your face", Jungkook fired back.

"Why do you care about that little stupid and useless whore?", my father said.

I could feel my heart breaking at the harsh words my father said. I knew that he hated me but this still hurt. I tried so hard to hold back my tears and I made sure that they wouldn't notice my hurt expression.

Jungkook suddenly looked at me and took my hand.

"I care about him because no one dared to love him in his past. Taehyung deserves much more than the treatment he received from you. I know that I set this meeting up but could you possibly leave now", Jungkook stood up for me.

"And what if I don't leave now?", my father teased.

"Sorry but this wasn't a question", Jungkook snapped his fingers and two males came up to my father and dragged him out of the house.

I knew deep down that my father was right with his statement but I still didn't want to believe it. Even though it was the truth I still didn't want to accept it.

I looked down on the floor with my eyes shut. I didn't want to look at Jungkook. I felt ashamed. And after all the words he said where just for my father to leave. He wouldn't actually defend me. I think Jungkook would say the same stuff about me behind my back.

"Are you okay?", Jungkook questioned.

I just nodded my head and walked up to my room.

And there I stood in silence. I stood in my bathroom with a razor in my hand. I didn't know what to think nor what to feel. I just knew that it would be for the best if I died.

Suddenly my tears started to roll down my cheeks and my vision got blurry. That's when I started to drag the razor over my wrist. It stung at first but I still got used to the feeling.

"Taehyung? Are you okay?", I heard Jungkook's voice from outside.

"Y-yeah", I stuttered out.

"Okay. Meet me for dinner in ten minutes", he said walking away.

I quickly cleaned up and put a bandage over my bleeding wrist. I dried my eyes and tried my best to look fine.

I walked down the stairs with my head low.

"There you are. Took you long enough", and there was the old Jungkook. The one that didn't care about anyone besides himself.

"I'm sorry", I choked out.

"It's okay and now eat", he commanded.

But I wasn't hungry at all. I didn't deserve food. I felt exactly the way my father described me. Useless. Stupid.

"May I go back to my room? I'm not hungry", I said already standing up.

He only nodded and didn't even give me one glance.

On my way upstairs I bumped into Jimin. He didn't even say a word. He just looked at me with sadness in is eyes. I wanted to ask what was wrong but I just walked on.

I entered my room and fell onto my bed. I was exhausted from everything and I hated myself.

"I wish someone would actually love me..", I whispered to myself.

But then the door swung open...

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