My Tutor... (PJM FF) [COMPLETED]

Eighteen...

Those girls.

That kind of girls.

Whom I hated so much.

Those girls who hurt themselves to get rid of there sorrows by cutting up their body's.

I've always hated these stupid girls who did that sort of stuff.

But little did I know that I would become one of them.

I did, I really did.

But, the only thing that was different is that I didn't slice my skin with a blade.

I bruised myself.

I bruised myself with a splinter of wood, by harshly dragging it across my skin, it made bruises and small cuts.

I didn't know why I did it, but it became an addiction.

An addicting satisfaction to see the bruises on my left upper arm, to feel the burn of the the hot water on my skin, the sting of the shower gel on my wounds.

Yeah, call me stupid and an idiot, a bitchy fuck.

I don't care any more.

Screw everything.

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"What happened here?" Jimin asked, pointing to the bandage on my left arm.

"Oh, this?" I tried to play it off coolly "I slipped and banged my arm"

"Really? Can I get a look?"

"Uh, okay"

He gently approached me and took off the bandages.

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed as soon as he saw the wounds, "wait- this doesn't seem like the simple bruise- Jamie! Why did you do this to yourself?! Why did you lie to me?"

As simple as It seems, I burst into fresh tears, "Fuck my life!" I sobbed loudly "it's all fucked up!"

Jimin just stood opposite me, his arms crossed, I ran to him and buried my head into his chest.

Normally, his arms would immediately go around me, but this time it didn't happen.

"I'm so sorry Jimin! It won't happen again, I swear!"

"What are you sorry for?"

"I don't know, everything!"

"But I'm not mad at you" I lifted my head to look at him, "your not?"

He shook his head with a smile, "then hold me!" I half yelled at him, yearning for his touch.

This time, he didn't hesitate to envelope me in his arms, "next time" he spoke "when your mad, don't hurt yourself, just come to me and cry on my shoulder"

I nodded in agreement as I deeply breathed in his familiar scent that I loved so much.

Authors note: I fell and got a bruise at the length of my left arm, I got inspired and wrote this chapter.

I'm spouting trash right now, lol.