Chapter 5

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Y/N POV

I can't believe my own father was going to bribe me this way, I know my appa is terrible but I didn't think he could go this low, seriously threatening to disown me if I told eomma he was having an affair. Plus I think she's already knows that's why she drinks so much. On the other hand I had a humiliating day at school waiting for me. I just can't believe they would do that to me. Those pills helped me cope with all my problems taking me away from this cruel reality they helped me actually feel something, instead of just feeling numb. With those pills I sort of stoped cutting myself but now I was doing it more than ever. And the crazy thing is one of the main reasons I cut myself is to feel something even if it is pain. But no they couldn't let me keep my sanity. No matter how mean they were I can't forget how Yoongi was when I was running from my oppa and appa. He was actually sort of nice to me which really caught me off guard. If only he was like that more often, all he did was comfort me. He didn't tease me or hurt me he didn't laugh at me all he did was comfort me. But I guess it was all a show so he could break more than I already was. Well it was time for school I didn't know what else to do so I left for school, when I got there I realized I was 30 minutes early so I just sat on a bench and counted my cuts I started to cut every time my family did something terrible. I sighed there was quite a bit of cuts, and my pills were gone I was having nightmares again but most of all I felt nothing another reason I cut my self to feel again. I was so caught up in my own thoughts I didn't realize bts were surrounding me until I felt someone poke my shoulder. I gasped and quickly covered my arms and tried to run away but I was surrounded. I looked down and mumbled, "Can't you just le ave me in peace just for a day." "Keep dreaming hun." Jimin scoffed I looked up to see all seven were there staring at me. Suga grabbed my arm and said, "Why do you need those pills so much" "Why do you care" I snapped. "Tell us or that video goes viral" He said back. Surprised that they did not share it yet, but also did not want the school to think I was a freak any more than they already did.  "Yeah tell us I would like to know why someone take pills, your a bigger idiot than I thought." Namjoon said, "Oh yeah well its better than feeling nothing" I yelled. They all looked shocked, "Okay one thing covered why do you cut yourself you don't have to tell us every reason just tell us one." Oh was this their idea of a compromise *sigh. "Fine, I just rather feel pain than nothing." Still shocked they all started to walk away except for Yoongi I bet he is here just to make fun of me for ever trusting him. He sat down next to me and just sat there. "Why do you suddenly care about my personnel life." He looked at me with sad eyes, pulled out his phone and uploaded the video. I'm sorry was all he said and left, what a bitch. I was so sick of school I wanted to skip but I know I would be in a lot of trouble so I slowly walked to class.

Sugas POV

I still can't believe what I heard every second I feel more sorry for her. If only I know I wouldn't have made her life more terrible than it already was. Every day I was starting to notice all the bandages, cuts and bruises. Also why were her hands always covered in bandages. And who did she give that envelope to. Time Skip

I still couldn't get that conversation out of my head, I really needed to clear my head. I walked out to the field to see Y/N sitting listening to music. I ran up to her and took her headphones and listened the lyrics said, 'If they tell you to kill yourself than you will try it' I looked down at her shocked she had even more bandages cuts and bruises than before. "What happened to you" I asked, "It was that stupid video of yours" She said holding back tears. No no no this was not supposed to happen I thought everyone would feel bad for her but instead they do this. I looked down feeling very guilty. Why, why must I ruin this poor girls life. I walked away not being able to look at her bruised face any longer. I had to fix this.

A/N Thanks for reading sorry if it is a little short will update soon :) 

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