I woke up from a dreamless sleep. My head hurt and my body felt like it was being burnt alive. Sitting up I realize I'm not in my bed but rather I'm on the floor in the living room. It was still a mess but now bottles of alcohol that I had downed last night after...
Anyway, those were littering the floor as well. I push myself off the ground already feeling the bruises and marks that he had left. My eyes stung as well, I'm assuming from all the crying."Fuck...." I groan as my sore body wants to just collapse. I kind of wish it would. Slowly I drag myaelf to the bathroom knowing my 'father' wasn't home anymore. He was never home during the day and I was thankful for that today.
Walking into the bathroom I flip the lights on that make me cringe and close my eyes. Too bright. Eventually my eyes adjust and I was able to look in the mirror. Disgust appeared on my face as I look at the different marks left on me by one of the worst men possible. Some were bruises, some were scrapes, some were even full out gashes and still slightly bleeding. Backing up to view my full body, I wanted to puke. There wasnt an inch of me unscathed. I felt disgusted with myself. I felt hatered for that man. I felt things no one should ever have to feel about themselves but here I am. Staring at myself as if the words in my head were written on my skin.
My stomach churned and dropped. Shit. I quickly throw myself over the toilet vomiting into it. I wasn't throwing up because I was sick, though suddenly I wish I had just a stomach bug. I huff leaning back against the wall grabbing a cloth off the floor wiping my mouth. Fucking hell. This is just a nightmare. Yeah. I'll wake up soon.
I push myself off the floor once more wincing as I do. The pain throughout my being was equivalent to being stoned in the middle ages.
I heard a distant vibrating sound. My phone? It sounds like it's coming from my par- fathers room. Who would be calling me? I trudge my way there and walk in. The gross memories from last night flash before me making me feel sick again. I gulp and take a deep breath shaking my head. I see the screen on the phone on the floor before it darkens and stops vibrating.
I lean down to pick it up and turn the phone on.
Text Messages:
Assbin: Where are you?
7:23amAssbin: You missed two classes.
9:00amAssbin: Are you home fantasizing about me?
9:10amAssbin: Seriously though, you never miss school.
9:20amAssbin: I'm getting worried.
9:36amAssbin: If you don't answer me I won't hesitate to call you.
9:57amAssbin: Three
10:01amAssbin: Two
10:01amAssbin: One
10:02amAssbin: I'm calling
10:02amAssbin: Missed Call
10:02amAssbin: Missed Call
10:03amAssbin: Missed Call
10:04amAssbin: Missed Call
10:05am.... Soobin. He was worried. My heart jumps in my throat and I suddenly felt like crying.
10:06am
Incoming Call : Assbin
He's calling again? Wait what do I say? Uh uh... I answer.
"Hello?" My voice was dead. I sound like a fucking frog or some shit.
"Mina??? Mina, are you alright? What happened? Are you sick?" He started asking a million questions and speaking so fast I couldn't uunderstand half of it in my zombie like state. I cough loudly.
"Soobin! Please, calm down." I guess I'll just tell him I'm sick.
"Ah, um.... Yeah. I was just... I-I mean Namjoon made me.... Check on you." I highly doubt Namjoon noticed I was gone. Me and him don't talk much.
"Sure. Look everything's fine. I'm sick. Sore throat and all." I lied. I hope my tearing up wasn't evident in my voice. I didn't need him making fun of me for crying.
"Oh. Ok. Well.... Do you need anything? I mean... Not that I care.... But I mean if you did..."
"Its fine. Im actually getting ready now to come in." I sighed knowing I can't miss a full day since I have a lot of honors classes and that work piles up quick.
"If your sick you should rest."
"I'll be fine. I can't have work piling up on me. See you in a bit." I hung up before he could say anything else. I guess I'm getting ready and walking to school.
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At school finally. After walking for a bit my body seemed to have calmed down. I didn't feel as sore walking but now that I'm in class and sitting, it crept back on me. I couldn't focus, I honestly feel like dying. I wish I could.
"You look like shit." I jump and nearly fall out of my seat. "Woah. Calm down, it's just me." I look at Soobin who backed up. I can't believe how jumpy I am.
"Yah... Sorry, I was falling asleep and you scared me." I pull my hoodie up more covering my neck as much as possible.
"I know you were. Class is over. The bell rang. I was just trying to wake you up but I didnt mean to scare you."
"It's alright." I take a deep breath and go to stand only to have my legs give out and I end up tumbling to the floor.
"Mina!" I crack my head on the floor hard but not enough to make me blackout. I sit up as a hand wraps around my torso.
"Owwww...." I groan rubbing my head.
"Jeez, Mina. Whats wrong with you today?" Soobin has obvious concern in his voice. "First you stumble into class making everyone think you were drunk, then you nearly pass out on your desk, and now you're body's just giving out on you...." I sigh and look at him. He was so worried he should have just written the word across his face.
"I'm alright. Just a really late night last night." I sigh and let him help me up. I resist the urge to cry out as he pressed his arm and hands into brises that he didnt know were there.
"Thanks..." I look down to get my bag but then remember that I had left it in the hallway the day before. Whatever. I couldn't care less right now.
"Mina, what happened?" I hear Soobin ask in surprise. I tilt my head turning to him. His eyes were fixed on my arm where the sleeve of my oversized hoodie had ridden up revealing marks of all kind. I quickly pull the sleeve back down.
"Uh, n-nothing. Don't worry about it. Cat issues." I tried to think of a lie. Even cat issues was a bad one. The marks weren't even close to being scratches.
"Mina..." Soobin started and began to reach out to me. I cut him off.
"It's nothing, Soobin! God!" I began to quickly walk out of the room and down the hall. Jesus, I hope he doesnt pry for an answer now. I shouldn't even be here today. I could hardly stand on my own two feet. I couldn't think. I couldn't see.
Woah wait I can't see anymore.
Everything got dark.
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The Brightest Smile - A Soobin Fanfiction
FanfictionShe was abused, used, and thrown away by her parents. Her only solice was school until she met Soobin. Mina ranked him just above her parents on her list of who she didn't want to see yet every time he touched her she wanted more. It wasn't till he...