Lie To Me | Jikook

Chapter 20

Yoongi POV

Laying on my bed as I stare up at the ceiling, I try desperately hard not to keep thinking about that orange haired boy that I've given up. He was so sweet and funny at school. If I'd never gotten into the occasional sex sessions with him, I never would've known that his home life is complete shit. He hides it so fucking well that it's scary. You'd never imagine that the popular, funny, outgoing and flirty guy at school lost his mother when he was only in elementary school or that he has a father that pushes him to the very point of perfection. You'd never imagine that bright adorable orange haired boy is terrified of going home every night, knowing he'll get beaten like a fucking punching bag when he's not done a damned thing wrong, and is petrified beyond belief when he does do something wrong in fear of if he'll wake up in the morning.

I think that had been when I officially fell for him. I'd always liked his looks and he had an amazing personality at school, but he never showed who he really is to anyone. The only reason he showed me was because he didn't have a choice. Those clothes come off and he's got nothing left to cover the bruises, the cuts, the scars.

I'm pulled from my thoughts when my phone suddenly buzzes on my bed next to my figure, causing me to look down over at it. Frowning, I reach down and pick it up, brining it closer to me so that I can see what the notification is.

Jimin: Hi Yoongi. So, I know you said you don't ever want to see me again and that you never wanted to hear from me again. Good news I guess... Because you won't be hearing or seeing from me ever again after today, after this text. I'm sorry for all of the pain I put you through, never realizing what I was doing to you. I hope you find someone who sees the value in you that I always missed. Don't worry about ever telling Jungkook about the bet either... Hobi did that one for you. Bye.

My heart drops in my chest, now realizing why he really came here Saturday. It wasn't just that he wanted to see me and possibly fuck, but because he'd been so fucking close to his breaking point.

Jumping out of bed as quickly as I can, I somehow manage to dial Namjoon's cell number and tug a tee shirt on at the same time. I impatiently wait for it to ring, racing down the stairs and miraculously not slipping in the process, running over to the door and pausing just long enough to slip my shoes on.

"Yoongi hyung? What's up? Where the hell have you been?" Namjoon answers in confusion. I just roll my eyes, certainly not in the mood to be answering his questions right now.

"Where's Jimin at?" I question as I burst out of my front door, managing to slam it shut behind me as I take off through my yard and down the sidewalk. My adrenaline is pumping over time right now, terrified that I'm not gonna get to him in time.

"I don't know. He hasn't showed up to lunch yet. Why?" He answers, confusion still laced through his voice. I hear him mumble some shit in the background but don't bother trying to figure out what exactly he's saying or to whom he's speaking.

"Damn it, Namjoon! You have to go find him! You need to go find him and get a fucking ambulance!" I shout down the line, trying not to trip as I run as quickly as possible to the school that's still five minutes away.

"Why, hyung? What's going on?" Hoseok's voice suddenly joins in, sounding just as curious as the younger.

"Fucking hell! Just listen to me and go fucking find him! Get a goddamn ambulance, he's trying to fucking die!" I snap, not bothering to pay any attention to the traffic on the road as I cut across it as a short cut to get to the school faster.

"Hyung, why would you think that?" Jungkook's voice sudden pipes up quietly.

"Fucks sake, you all are a bunch of fucking idiots. Jungkook, out of the three of you, you're the one that should know. He fucking loves you." I growl, nearly tripping over the curb. As I reach the school though, I already see an ambulance outside.

"Someone's already found him." I mutter softly, slowing my pace as I near the ambulance.

"Hyung, I don't get what you're talking about." Jungkook responds softly. I just sigh, rolling my eyes and wishing I didn't love Jimin enough to do this.

"You wanna figure it out? Either go find Jimin yourself or get your ass outside so that you can see right the fuck now." I scoff before hanging up, my eyes trained on the front doors of the school in anticipation for when they bring Jimin out.