Your pain is my pleasure: BTS AU

Nineteen

I'm fuming, curse words leaving my mouth as I haphazardly shove clothes into my rugged duffel bag. I don't think I have ever been so livid in my life, the whole situation seeming unfair in my eyes.

I'm not the perfect child; I've known that since I was a little kid. I know that I give my mom a hard time by doing drugs, drinking alcohol, getting tattoos, and not doing well in school. She has every right to be mad at me, and I'm honestly surprised that she didn't kick me out before tonight.

What I don't get is why I'm being kicked out over such a trivial issue as punching Liz's boyfriend. He has been nothing but trouble since he started dating her, and I don't regret what I did at all. I just can't believe that both Liz and my mother don't believe that what I did was justifiable. They think that because I am a troublemaker, I would lie about my reason behind hurting him. I have never lied to my family, and I don't plan on starting, but the fact that they think that I did hurts.

I make sure to clear all of my clothes out of my closet, glad that I don't really have that much to begin with. I even manage to shove a couple pairs of shoes inside before giving up on fitting all of them, leaving the ones that I don't necessarily wear. I look around the room before grabbing hold of the backpack I use for school, dumping everything out and going into my bathroom to pack my toiletries and makeup. I don't pay attention in class anyway, so it doesn't matter if I leave my school things behind.

I make sure that I have everything that I need before walking out of the room, promptly bumping into a hard chest. I briefly look up at Jay before picking up my duffle bag, which had fallen when we had collided, heading towards the stairs. I don't get too far though, him reaching out and grabbing onto the strap of my bag and halting me in my spot.

"What?" I sigh out before turning around to face him, wanting to leave the house before my anger causes me to do something stupid.

"Where will you go?" He asks quietly, sympathy on his face. I soften at the look he is giving me, unable to stay mad when the one person I adore and look up to looks so concerned.

"I'll figure it out."

I go to turn again but he holds on tighter to the strap, making me stop.

"At least let me drive you."

I hesitate but nod none the less, letting him take my bag from off my shoulders as we make our way down the stairs. I scoff as we pass the kitchen, hearing my mom's voice as she tends to Kyle's busted nose with Liz. I put my discarded shoes back on before stepping outside, sliding into the passenger seat of Jay's car and buckling up.

The ride is silent aside from me giving Jay directions every now and again, my foot tapping restlessly against the carpeted floor. I take out my phone and send Sami a text saying that I'm coming over, looking out the window at all of the passing houses as we drive past.

"Everything will blow over soon" Jay say as he drums his fingers against the steering wheel, breaking the silence. "Mom's just stressed, and she'll probably call you tomorrow to tell you to come home."

"Fuck that" I spit angrily, glancing at him before looking back out of the window. "I don't want to go back to that place if no one is going to believe a word I say."

"I believe you.......you know I do, Charley."

I sigh, uncrossing my arms as I turn to face Jay as he pulls up in front of the house of my best friend. I take my seatbelt off before turning to look at him as he stares straight ahead of him, his jaw clenched and his eyes hard.

"I know you do, Jay. You've literally always been there for me, and I can't thank you enough."

I reach across the console dividing us and give him a hug, his strong arms wrapping around me and making me feel safe and warm. I honestly couldn't have asked for a better older brother, and I'm so glad that he has always believed in me.

"Stay safe, ok dude?" he says as he pulls away, ruffling my hair and pinching my cheek playfully. I slap his hand away but he succeeded in making me smile, a husky chuckle leaving his lips as I stick my tongue out at him.

I open the door and put my backpack back on, grabbing my duffle bag out of the back seat. I go to close the front door before stopping, opening it one last time to smile at my brother.

"I love you."

He smiles, "I love you too, baby sis."

I close the door and he drives off, leaving me to walk up Sami's driveway and up to the front door. I knock on the door and wait for her in the crisp night air, feeling the breeze stir my hair and make it a tangled mess on top of my head.

"What's up girlie!" she yells as soon as she opens the door, a goofy smile on her face as she ushers me in. The smile drops slightly in confusion when she sees the duffle bag over my arm, her closing and locking the front door behind her as I take off my shoes.

"You told me you were going to come over so I expected you'd be spending the night, but it looks like you fit your whole fucking closet in your bag, girl."

"I did" I grumble, still angry over the situation but a little more calm and composed. "My mom kicked me out."

"She did what!?!"

"Yeah" I nod, her arm linking with mine as we walk up the stairs and to her room. "Kyle was trying to get me to sleep with him like the dick he is, so I socked him in the face. Mom and Liz took his side, so here I am."

"That cum-guzzling bastard!" she yells in outrage, looking every bit as mad as I am right now.

I can't help but laugh at her choice of insult though, the both of us throwing ourselves on her bed as she hooks her phone up to her speaker and plays some music.

"Thanks for letting me stay the night by the way" I sigh as I pull my legs up to my chest, placing my head on my knees as I look at her. "I just needed a place to stay tonight, and I'll figure something else out by tomorrow."

"Oh give my a break" she says as she rolls her eyes. "My parents love you more than they love me, Charley. You can stay here as long as you want."

"You sure?"

She narrows her eyes at me with a scowl, making me raise my hands in surrender. She pushes me jokingly and I nudge her back, it turning into a mini wrestling match as our laughter fills her room. I can't help but be grateful to have a friend like her, my mom and sister not trusting or believing me leaving my mind for the time being. Maybe everything is going to be alright, just like Jay had said.