My superhero Woozi x Reader

Chapter 12

-Slight gore, sexual content, suicide, and self harm. You've been warned-
Y/N POV
I laid in my bed, tossing and turning. Flashes of images and so many horrifying things. Things I wish I didn't see. Was this me or someone else? I couldn't tell. Flashes of Jihoon and me. Flashes of me throwing things, crying, and kicking items. Flashes of kids laughing and staring.
-flashback-
It was another normal day. Nothing is normal without Jihoon. I enter the school and I know I didn't want to be there. Everyone looked at me. I just tried to not pay that much attention. While walking though I get shoved into some kids and lockers. "Well isn't it the schools slut. What happened to your boyfriend Jihoon? Huh? What happened to your oh so precious superhero? Huh? Where is he? Oh yea, wasn't he the guy that got hit right? You did hear about that right? Park Jihoon, Y/N L/N superhero, killed in a car accident." I couldn't say anything. Everyone looked at me. I didn't want to believe it. I just talked to him not that long ago.. but how long is not long ago? A month? Two months? A year? I held back everything, I'm not showing any emotions. "What are you not going to cry? I thought you cared about him? Hm? Do you just not care about him? Now that he's gone and dead? Shame on you Y/N. You ought to be punished." He grabs me tightly, his friends following behind me. "L-Let go of me..!" My voice came out weak and scared. I haven't spoken since Jihoon left. "What was that?" He asked devilishly. "I-I said let go of me.." I said again,trying to be more confident but clearly failing. "Talking back will get you a worse punishment." He spoke low and his voice was deep. I could feel myself panicking. Why is no one helping?! Why does no one care?! Where is Jihoon??? Hot tears rolled down my face. "LET GO OF ME!!" I screamed but he didn't do anything. He dragged me to the boys locker room and had his friends guard the door and locked it. "Take your shirt off." He commanded. I was hesitant. I didn't want to. "I said take off your shirt slut!!!!" He yelled. I couldn't do anything but take off my sweatshirt and shirt. My scars showed and all I did was look down. He tsked at my appearance. "Put your shirt on I don't want to see that disgusting shit." I quickly put my shirt on. I didn't make eye contact with him. "Your awfully skinny and you clearly hurt yourself a lot. I can't hurt you more than what you do to yourself. I'm not that much of an asshole." I still didn't make eye contact with him. "You can leave Y/N. I don't want to hurt you. I promise I won't tell anyone either." I looked up at him surprised and I burst into tears. Without him saying anything I unlocked the door and pushed his friends out of the way and ran out. I heard them trying to get me before being stopped from what I guessed was the guy.
-end of flashback-
What the hell was that? What the hell was that all about? I looked at my body, did I do that to myself. I get up and go to the bathroom and I take off my shirt, and there was nothing. Was it some horrific dream I had? What the hell happened to me? My head started to throb. I held onto it tightly.
-flashback-
I ran inside, no one home. Of course. I ran to my room, grabbed the box and ran to the bathroom. I took my shirt off and threw it against the floor, I took off the rest of my clothes and turned the shower on. I opened the box and pulled out a small razor. I sat underneath the hot bullets and made an X on my wrist. Beads of blood started to trickle down my wrist, soon being washed away by the water. I cut deeper until it stopped bleeding small beads. I grabbed a wash cloth and covered it. After awhile I took the towel off and it wasn't bleeding anymore. I did more on my stomach, thighs, anywhere where I felt was necessary. They grabbed me here, here, here, HERE!
-end of flashback-
Why am I having these flashbacks?! My head is killing me! I heard my phone vibrate and I grab to see Jihoon calling me. "Hello?" I groaned out. "Hey Y/N, are you busy?" His sweet voice calmed me a bit. "No.. why?" My headache stayed, no matter how calm I was. "Could I come over? I have a free day today." Yes, please come over. "Yea of course. I'll have the door unlocked, I have some stuff to tell you." I told him. We said our goodbyes and I hung up. I got up and changed into some lighter clothes. I got into bed and rubbed my temples. I was there for awhile before I heard the door open. "Y/N? Where are you?" Jihoon asked. "My room" I yelled back. Soon after, foot steps came closer to my bedroom door. "May I come in?" He's so polite. "Yea" he opens the door and sees me on my bed. "You okay? You're very pale." He stated. I nodded. "I'm having some flashbacks and I have a migraine" I told him. He nods and leaves my room to soon come back with water. I take it and thank him. "What flashbacks are you having?" He asked. "One was in school and one was me at home. Something very dark." He nods, telling me to go on. I tell him everything, every detail, every single one. His eyes are full of sadness. He gets up and wraps his arms around me. "Are they still there?" I shake my head. "I can't tell if it happened or some awful nightmare." He held onto me for awhile. How did I become friends with him?

-hey kids :) another chapter done bois, also I'm debating on doing a fanfic on E'Dawn from Pentagon, I'll let ya know if that happens-

-a/n 20-10-18: so I changed the story a bit because I felt like it was a bit cringy and such so yea-