Unforgiving// Kth

Chapter 39 Trapped

My heart throbbed in pain, my eyes stinging with tears, the scene before me broke my heart into pieces.

There he stood, pushed against the locker cupping her ugly face smearing his soft lips all over hers, hands slowly trailing down to her sides pressing her body onto his. Her crusty hands ran through his soft hair making it look messy. I sucked in my breathe and limped toward them my ankle feeling like it's about to detach from my leg.

"Get a room will ya." I snarl small tears running down my cheek slowly. They slowly pull apart and turn to look at me, Yunas' face annoyed and Taehyungs face shocked, his eyes wide as he stares at me. I roll my eyes at him.

"Oh, are you jealous, Jae Eun," She spits at me standing right in front of my face, her arms crossed in front of her. I harshly wipe my tears and sniffle staying still not moving a muscle.

"Why would I be jealous of a second-choice, don't get ahead of yourself women." I try to keep my voice monotone, keeping my tears in place.

"The second choice.... the second choice....huh" she laughs looking around eyebrows reaching the ceiling. "look who's talking...no one like you...everyone knows that," She bent down and looked at me.

"You're just here filling in my space, please don't get me started" I look at the white wall beside her.

*SSSLLLLAAAAPPP*

I hear gasps everywhere.

My face snapped to the side, stinging sensation tingling my face, spreading everywhere, my eyes widen in shock, I slowly turn my head, jaw fallen to the floor. Her face snapped from shocked to neutral a smirk spreading over her lips. I nod my head and go to my locker pulling out my chemistry book my cheek pounding, eyes stinging. I close my locker and just stare at the plane door. Boring, like me.

I turn around and there they are staring at me all in a straight line, lips in a tight line, eyes all focused on me following my every action. My feet carry toward them barging taehyung shoulder hardly making him stagger. Something warm wraps around my wrist stopping me from walking, I yank my hand out of Jungkooks grip and glare at him.

"Ermm where do y-y-you w-want to m-meet f-for the p-project" He stuttered putting his hand on his neck.

"Library, after school" I answer shortly and run off to the toilets breathing heavily.

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Class

Everyone has settled in laughing and bickering with there friends all that sweet stuff. I hand my form slip to the teacher and quietly make my way to my seat not muttering a word, a bored expression plastered on my face.

No one likes you.

I lay my head on the table and close my eyes breathing in, I feel my hair fall over my face tickling me. My uncle has been calling every day for the past three days since that incident with mark, my dad has still not come back from who knows where, and luckily Mark hasn't been anywhere near me since the 'unfortunate incident', BTS well I don't even know and I don't care, maybe I care just a tinsey winsey tiny little bit. But I'm over taehyung. Done and dusted, no more blushing no more heart-pounding nothing it's gone. Especially after today.

"Right, so today we will be doing gradients and midpoints" The teacher started writing on the board. "Open your textbooks to page 112" he instructed his voice getting more loud and clear. I sigh loudly getting more comfortable.

"JAE EUN OUT OF MY CLASS, RIGHT NOW. HANDS UP," He screamed slamming my desk. I jump out of my spot and fall off my chair my heart feeling like it's gonna stop beating, I stare at him. "NOW," He screamed spit coming out his mouth. I groan and stand up stepping outside ignoring the snickering behind me. "HANDS UP" He shouted after me furiously. I shoot my hands up raising my brows at him, annoyed, I slam the door shut with my foot sliding down the wall my arms still raised.

I lean my head back closing my eyes, feeling my nose getting cold, I heave a sigh. Why is life so freaking hard, I can barely make it through the day. It's all so restrictive and suffocating. I feel...trapped.My head falls down hair covering my face my eyes still closed. My arms begin to ache badly so I rest them on my knees effortlessly. "HANDS UP" He booms at me through the door.

My eyes become heavy and my head hangs low eyes closed tired, suddenly the was a loud slam jolting me up awake, I fall on my butt. I look up and find taehyung stood in front of me his hands raised up annoyed expression on his face. I shuffle making space for him going to the opposite side of the corridor. He sits opposite me staring furiously at the wall then he sighs loudly and rolls his head in a circle.

I groan and slide standing up the wall supporting me, stomping my numb feet, wiggling my arms around looking through the glass to our class." ugh he won't come out anytime soon" I groan talking aloud. I look up at my hands cuts scattered everywhere dried blood on them, then I flop my head now and eye my swelled ankle.

"Is it ok," his deep voice rings in my head making me snap out of my daze, I eye him then shrug my shoulders. "How did it happen?" he questions getting up as well. I shrug again my lips parting. "Mark," I say with a duh face. "Oh," he sighs.

"I give up," I say throwing my hands down massaging my shoulders closing my eyes.

"HANDS UP" the teacher pops his head through the door glaring at the both of us his finger pointing up, I glare right back at him slowly raising my arms up.

"So about today-" Taehyungs starts after the teacher leaves, I cut him off instantly.

"No.Don't just don't." I shake my head at him.

"But-"

"No. You don't need to explain, I saw it all." My hearts pounds rapidly my, head suddenly aching at the memory.

"You don't understand." he moaned.

"And I don't have to. Our friendship ended, no need for all this drama" I shriek shaking my hands in the air, a striking pain hitting my back.

"I'm sorry," he sighs leaning against the wall.

"No need" I shoot, I try leaning on the wall but jump up straight away a yelp escaping my lips tears forming. I slip off my blazer and look at my back sadly. Red blood marks filling my white shirt sticking to my skin, my fingers slowly move it away detaching the shirt from my skin small gasps here and there.

"Omg Jae Eun," he runs to me while my eyes become heavier everything fading out of sight.

I'm a bird. Trapped. Unable to spread my wings.

Hey. I had a bad day at school so if this chapter is depressing that's why. Anyway, hope your liking this I really can't believe there are 39 chapters in this book that is just insane. I love you all so much. Please vote and comment.💜💜

Your amazing, Rokea xx

Updated: 3.10.18

Edited:11.05.19