Mental

18

Jennie was furious.

She stormed down the crowded school hall, making her way to none other than Jeon Jungkook's locker. She had the urge to slap him so hard, so she raised her hand and quickly Jungkook shockingly dodged it.

Her hand hitting against the cold metal made her whine, then she gave an obvious upset look to the younger.

"I seriously can't fucking believe you, Jungkook. How could you do this to me? After everything, and you make that move?!" She got real close up into his space. "What's wrong with you?!"

"I-I what are you talking about?" Jungkook shakily responded, honestly having no clue what he did to Jennie.

"You know what I'm talking about." She spat. "Why did you do it?" She demanded.

"I really don't know what you're talking about, Jennie...." Jungkook said quietly. He was overwhelmed with nervousness now. What happened? What did he do? He was so lost with this.

"Goddamnit, Jungkook! Come on now! You literally kissed my boyfriend on the lips! How fucking could you?!"

What...?

"I-"

"Taehyung and I are dating you asshat! Why the fuck were you all over his mouth?!" She yelled, practically silencing the hallways because students absorbed drama like a sponge with water.

But Jungkook didn't kiss Taehyung first, it was the other boy who started it. What was happening?

"But I didn't-"

"Yes you did!" She snarled, seeing Taehyung come down the hallway. "Jungkook kissed MY boyfriend on the lips! My poor baby tried to escape him but he wouldn't stop!" Jennie grabbed Taehyung's arm and glared at Jungkook.

Taehyung sighed, looking to everyone observing the scene in the hall and then to Jungkook. "She's right." He said, practically making Jungkook's jaw drop.

"Taehyung, what are you doing?!" Jungkook whispered to the older boy, his heart sinking.

"Don't fucking talk to me-" Taehyung shoved Jungkook away pretty hard.

Jungkook noticed students recording this.

"Oh~~ so we have a little faggot in the school, huh?" A boy from the hall said, his name was Sehun. He walked up to Jungkook.

"No-no you don't understand wha-" Jungkook got cut off by a punch to the face. Then next thing he knew, he was shoved down to the ground— his face pressed into the floor like a squashed bug.

"So you like to smooch all over boys hm?" Sehun asked, not allowing Jungkook to answer because he pushed the younger boys' head into the floor harder.

Jungkook's skull was crying out for help, his head was being shoved too hard.

He heard so much laughing.

You deserve this.

Jungkook's eyes shot around, he swore he heard someone's unfamiliar voice speak to him.

"Aww~~ is our faggot scared?" Sehun pouted his lip out cutely, before he slammed his foot into Jungkook's face.

Jungkook yelped, shaking badly. All he felt was so many kicks being made to his stomach and to his entire body. Sehun was kicking him like a soccer ball. He felt his breath disappear. It was like his lungs shut down, the kicking was too much. He couldn't breathe. He felt like someone was pressing harshly into his chest, but Sehun wasn't doing that. He wasn't.

Jungkook gasped for oxygen like he was being held underwater. "I can't breathe-" He cried out, but everyone's voices went blurry. They sounded distorted. Jungkook heard laughing behind his ear.

Jungkook started clawing at his chest, trying to get the pressure to go away. Sehun slowly stopped kicking Jungkook, looking at the younger boy a bit weirded out.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Sehun shoved Jungkook's back up in the lockers. That was sure going to leave a bruise.

Jungkook couldn't hear it. He couldn't hear anything. All he heard was laughing behind his ear. He continued to rip his chest apart, crying profusely.

Still being recorded.

Even the students around, including Jennie and Taehyung looked creeped out.

Jungkook had never acted this way. Unless, it was all an act to make Sehun stop beating him up.

"You can quit your pathetic acting now." Sehun socked Jungkook's side, hearing a bone pop along with it too.

Then Sehun had an idea.

"Grab me that broom." He looked at his friend named Baekhyun, motioning for him to grab the janitors broom leaned up against the staircase handles from across the hall.

Baekhyun quickly grabbed the broom, handing it to Sehun.

Sehun gave a sinister smile, positioning Jungkook's back flat on the dirty floor. He took his foot and positioned it on Jungkook's chest so he wouldn't move. "Open wide for daddy~~!" He pried Jungkook's mouth open, shoving the broom handle deep into his mouth.

The younger boy gagged harshly, tears spilling out of his eyes. His eyes were creating rivers down his cheeks. He felt the broom handle dig into the back of his throat, his muscles closing because of the pressure. It made Jungkook gag even more, starting to choke.

Sehun shoved the broom handle even deeper into Jungkook's mouth, the boy's eyes rolled back into his head. Jungkook could even feel the handle travel near his stomach, as if it was supposed to be food.

Sehun yanked the broom out of Jungkook's mouth, the end of it soaked in blood. "That's the only fucking dick you'll ever get." He smeared the blood stuck on the handle onto Jungkook's cheek before giving him one last kick in the gut and walking off. "And stay away from Jennie's boy, you nasty fag!" Sehun gave the middle finger, laughing with his other friends as they cockily followed him away.

"Thanks for taking care of the problem, Sehun-oppa!" Jennie yelled loud enough for the other boy to hear. "Come on, Tae. Let's go to class." She smiled, walking over Jungkook as if he was a dead animal in the road that deserved to be snatched up by the vultures.

The poor boy didn't stop crying at all, hell, he was sobbing so bad. He was humiliated. He couldn't fucking breathe, his body ache was worsening by the second. His vision was shit. His throat— oh god, his throat! He still was having gag reflexes. At this point he had internal bleeding. He was choking up blood onto the floor. Jungkook saw Taehyung, he saw the older look at him.

"How could you...." Jungkook's voice was literally gone, but he somehow was able to whisper words to Taehyung. Words couldn't describe how hurt Jungkook was. He felt like the lowest scum of the earth to everyone.

Taehyung gave a fake sorry look to Jungkook. He didn't say a word to the severely injured boy, he just left him on the floor and walked away to catch up with Jennie.

That hurt. So badly. It was the cherry on top to the massive pain.

Jungkook squeezed his eyes shut, remaining on the ground looking like a toy that a wild animal played with.

Did the other students do anything? No. Of course not. Now don't even question if the principal did something— because no, he didn't either.

More so, did Kim Seokjin do anything? Did Kim Namjoon do anything? Did Jung Hoseok do anything? How about Park Jimin? No. They were in the hall too, but they didn't do one single thing for their friend on the cold floor. Just like everyone else, they scurried away with other students to avoid the awkwardness.

And.. Min Yoongi? He wasn't at school today.

A/N: Hm, which characters do you trust now?