How To Love A Rape Victim (Sugakookie)

Chapter 6

Jungkook's POV:
"Hey, you're jungkook right? The new kid," Some random person came up behind me, wrapping their arm around my neck as I left my rocker to head to lunch.

"Please get off me," I whispered.

"I'm Yugyeom by the way. I'm also a freshman. I have a few classes with you actually," he continued without bothering to listen to my request.

"Please stop touching me," I shakily breathed out as I tried to shake him off.

"How about having lunch with my gang and I?" He suggested as he still ignored me.

"Please let go," I said while trying to shake him off once again.

"No, wrong way silly," he said while grabbing my arm to stop me from walking away.

"Let go, please let go of me," I said while pulling my arm away and trying not to cause a scene as I felt the tears build up.

"I would advise you to let go of him Yugyeom. He told you several times by now," Yoongi suddenly popped up out of no where while grabbing his arm to get him to stop. Then he looked up and glared at Yugyeom.

"What? I wasn't even doing anything," he defended.

"It may not seem like it to others, but he doesn't like to be touched okay? And if you try to touch him again, I won't let it slide so easily this time, got it? Now go," he said while gritting his teeth and shoving Yugyeom's arm back towards him.

"Damn, calm down," he fired back.

"Leave, he already has friends he eats lunch with anyways," Yoongi said as he finally stood in between us.

"Jeez, okay. I'm leaving," he scoffed before finally turning around and stomping away. I don't know what got into me, but I suddenly hugged Yoongi from behind.

"Jungkook, you okay?" I heard him ask me. I just shook my head no.

"Can I hug you?" He asked. I hesitated, but honestly I really just wanted a hug right now.

"Okay," I quietly let out. He quickly turned around and pulled me into his arms.

"Shhh, you're okay now," he whispered as he hugged me a little tighter.

"Can I play with your hair?" He asked. I just nodded my head yes against his chest. Soon I felt his big and comforting hand run along my hair.

"Am I holding you too tight?" He then asked.

"No, it's okay," I reassured him.

"I'm letting go now," he warned before he pulled away from the hug. He looked at me and my crying face.

"Can I wipe them away?"

I just shrugged. He kept looking at me as he slowly brought his hand closer to my face, stopping for a second before slowly and carefully placing his thumb under my eyelid.

"You okay?" He checked with me.

"I'm okay. This is okay. Your touch feels so much nicer and better than my dad's," I accidentally let out.

"Wait, what? Your dad? Jungkook what's going on?" He sternly asked me. I looked at him with shock written all over my face before looking down and having more tears stream down my face as I shook my head.

"Jungkook what happened with your dad?" He pushed again.

"Yoongi, he use to rape me," I choked as I finally let the sobs out.

"Fuck, Jungkook. Can I hug you?"

"Please Yoongi, please hold me," I cried out as I dropped my head into my hands.

"Come here," He said before grabbing me and holding me as tight as he could.

"Shhh, I'm gonna play with your hair again okay?" I just nodded my head in understanding. Soon I felt the familiar hand go through my hair as he rocked us back and forth.

"Shhh, it's okay. You're safe now. No wonder you don't like to be touched. Shit Jungkook," he whispered. We stayed like that until we heard the bell indicating that lunch was over.

"Take me home. Please take me home Yoongi," I begged him.

"You're okay to wrap your legs around my torso right? I'll hold you up by your back, okay, not your butt. I won't do anything to you, I promise," he said.

"Okay," I heavily breathed out.

"I'll need to touch your thighs though to help you up, is that okay? I promise I won't touch anywhere else and it'll do it as fast as I can," He asked with concern.

"Yoongi," I whimpered out.

"It's okay, I promise I won't hurt you," He said.

"I'm scared," I whispered before clenching my eyes closed.

"Look at me Jungkook," he said calmly. I hesitantly opened my eyes to look at him.

"It's gonna be okay," he nodded at me. I just slowly nodded back. He slowly and carefully reached down to the back of my thighs but stopped before touching them.

"Look behind you Jungkook. See, I'm not gonna do anything," he commanded. I turned to see his hands hovering over my thighs.

"Ready? One, two, and three," he counted before I felt his hands grab my thighs to help me up before I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and in no time he moved his hands to hold me up by my back.

"See? Not gonna do anything to you," He reassured. I nodded my head before shakily breathing.

"I think I'm starting to have a panic attack. This is all too much for me," I stuttered out.

"Understandable. Let's get you home quickly then. You're doing amazing Jungkook ," He said before grabbing our stuff and heading off to his car.

"I got you Jungkook. I won't hurt you Jungkook," he said as we got to his car.

"Just breath for me okay? I'll have you home as soon as possible," he said while buckling me up. Soon he hopped into his car and quickly took off towards my house.

"Please hold my hand," I cried out as I tried to breath. He gently grabbed my hand and rubbed my thumb with his. My mom must of told him. I was somehow able to get out a small smile at that as I tried to work on my breathing again. I just wanted to get home.

AN- Are you in your feels yet?