It's You [M.Y.G] «DISCONTINUED»

|•Chapter 8•|

Hye Ra's POV

Henry. Henry. Henry.

He's my ex-boyfriend. The one who left me, cheated on me and hurt me just for a SLUT! The memories flashed in my brain, making my tears burst out. It only took me seconds to notice that I'm crying so I wiped it before the boys could notice.

[A/N: By the way here's their sitting arrangement:

RM           JIN        HOSEOK
SUGA    HYE RA   TAEHYUNG
JK                             JIMIN

Okbye.]

"Ok Henry, sit there in front of Ms. Jang." Ugh, why does it have to be in front of mee??

Henry looked at me, clearly with a little smirk on his lips. His red eyes looking through mine, the memories again flashed before me. I looked away before he can see my tears. I felt someone tap my right shoulder. It was Yoongi.

"Are you okay?" He asked, concern painted on his face. I nodded.

I tried to focus on the lessons but the thought of him in here bugs me.
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Before I can even sleep, the bell rang. All the students except me and BTS ran out of the classroom, making a big fuss in front of the door.  I slowly stood up, stuffed my books and notebooks to my bag and went out.

They were following just behind me so I can clearly hear them.

V and Jungkook were fighting over something which really pissed me off.

"Yah!! Stop it will you?" I turned to them. Their faces were shocked probably because I shouted. "You guys go to the cafeteria first, I'll just go get something from my locker."

I stormed off the lockers area just to see Henry laughing with Kayla and her friends in the distance. I just rolled my eyes and continued to walk to my locker. Little did I know, they stopped as I passed them and were now following me.

I opened my locker and got a few books and stuffed it in my bag. Just before I could get another book from my locker, someone shut it close, causing my hand to get stuck in the middle. I screamed in pain but they just laughed.

Those laugh.....

I looked up to see who it is.

Just as I expected.

It was Henry, leaning his side to the locker and smirking at me. Kayla and her friends was still laughing.

"YAH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR YOU STUPID JERK!?" I yelled at him.

He leaned close to me, our face just centimeters away.

"Oooh, so Ms. Poor Girl slash Slut learned how to shout eh?" Then he showed his teasing smile.

Yes, you heard it, he doesn't know how rich I am. He doesn't know that my father is one of the most successful man in Asia, known all over the world. He probably knows him.

I was about to say something when Kayla slapped me. I held my cheeks.

"That's for being a slut. And—"

She kicked me in my legs which made me fall down. I looked on them with a pissed look.

"—that's for stealing my chance on Suga-oppa." She smiled. "Oohhh, that's not enough right? Girls. We should teach her a lesson."

They all went near me. Again they started kicking and punching me while throwing off hurtful words.

I endured the pain, the kicks, the punches and the slaps. I tried not to cry in front of them so that they won't see my weak side or else, they'll make fun of me again. After a couple minutes, they stopped. I was still on the floor, wrapping my stomach with my arms because of the pain. Kayla crouched down and pulled me up using my hair.

"O-ow."

"Didn't I tell you to transfer schools? You don't belong here and you don't belong to Suga-oppa. Now get lost. I don't want to see your filthy face here." And with that she let go of my hair, stared at me as I fall down the floor again.

They walked away, disappeared from my sight as they turned to the corner. I took a deep breath before trying to stand up, only to fall down back again. My leg was totally hurt. I gave up trying. I leaned on the locker and thought, why am I still here? Why am I still living if I am slowly being killed? Why do I still breathe if I'm gonna die anyways? WHY?

I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice someone sat beside me. Unknowingly, I started to speak all of my thoughts aloud as I stared blankly why smiling in front.

"Why am I still alive? Why am I still here? My life's terrible, haha, and that's all because of me. Why am I living in this oh so cruel world?"  At that time, I was already crying, still staring blankly. "What did I do wrong to deserve all of this? Why don't they see that I'm dead inside? Why do they still do this to me? Why?"

I was hugging my knees and crying the hell out of me. I was sobbing when I felt someone wrap it's arms to me. At that time, I felt safe. For a first time in a long time, I felt a very secure hug.

"Just cry, let it all out, I won't mind." He said. I knew who it is already. Suga.

I just let my face sink in his chest, grabbing his cloth and cried. I didn't care what he'll think of me. I just wanted to cry. Yes, cry. I think I need to let it out. But, can I trust him? Do you think it's worth it?
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[A/N: This wasn't planned. Really. I just wrote it out of my head. So yeah, it's bad isn't it? I suck. That'll be all for now. Love you bongbongs! Annyeong!]