Jimin's POV
I woke up to the blanket still over my entire body including my head, and a tear-stained pillow. It seemed like crying myself to sleep was apart of my daily life so it wasn't anything new to me.
I slightly groaned as I sat up and removed the blanket from over my head so I could actually see. Well, there wasn't much to see to be completely honest. The place I stayed at had no actual beauty to it. I rubbed my eyes which burned a little from crying all night and then got out of bed slowly.
I have to get to school! I looked at my alarm clock which said '9:20' shit! I was really la- oh yeah...
I then remembered that I got suspended for a while. I then dropped everything I was doing and stopped worrying, sliding down the wall and dropping to the floor, holding my knees to my chest as I began to cry once again. It's HIS fault! He had been ruining everything lately.
"He.. touched me..." I whispered to myself as I became a sobbing mess. I then became startled and flinched a little as I heard a bang at my door.
"Y-yes..?" I said hesitantly, remembering what happened yesterday. I wiped my tears away when I heard Jungkook's deep and raspy voice.
"I'm sorry Jimin, may I please give you this? You don't have to forgive me, but I'd still like to give you this."
He sounded different then usual. Sweet almost. I stood up and held the doorknob and just when I was about to turn it, I stopped myself. No! I'm not falling for it this time! It's a trick to get inside and do it again!
"N-no! You can't come in. Just leave it at the door or don't give it to me at all. I'm done with you ruining my life all the time. Even in second grade you bullied me, and now high school? How immature can you be Jungkook? Seriously? Grow up!" I yelled from the other side of the door. Feeling good once again for standing up for myself.
I could here sniffling coming from Jungkook. Confused, I put my ear to the door.
"Alright, I really am sorry Jimin.." and then I heard footsteps fading away, letting me know he had gone.
"No you're not." I mumbled with fresh tears staining my rosy cheeks. I kept my hand on the doorknob and looked down for a few minutes. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I couldn't move. It's like my feet were frozen but I didn't really care at the moment.
He jerked me off last night and just left after he got me suspended and he followed me home just wanting to fuck me. Not to say sorry or ask if I was alright. He then touched me without permission and didn't care if it made me cry too. He came back to apologize and give me something, probably to just get something in return, like my heart. He's bad news. A real fuckboy. Someone who only see's me as a toy, but I'm not! I'm not gay, a slut, a loser, freak, or any of that! I don't cut for attention either.. I don't even know how that got around because I always wear long sleeves.
I can never stop feeling sad. I just can't help it! It's everybody's fault that I'm feeling this way. I mean, I have Hobi and Suga, and I should be able to ignore everyone else and smile but it's not that easy when practically the whole world hates you. They don't even know about the bullying. I can't bring myself to tell them and I don't think I ever will.
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Sorry that this is a small chapter! I hope you're enjoying the story so far! ❤
Also sorry it took like 4 months to update. I've been very busy dealing with health issues and moving! Please forgive me! 💜
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Bad Boy ⭐ Jikook
FanfictionI would love to describe what this'll be about but I wouldn't wanna spoil it~ You'll just have to read the story to find out. There will be a lot of drama and huge roller coasters so hold on tight! Have a great day!
