Broken | j.jk

0 | Prologue

Y/N's POV
Our relationship was the one everyone envied. We both thought it was perfect. Or at least I thought so.

Everything was fine until he started demanding more from me. From kissing softly to passionately to heated make out sessions. I didn't think much of it other than us just being a couple.

I started to realize something was wrong when a friend off mine showed me a video of him and some other girl...kissing. My heart shattered. 

H-he said he loved me.

I unfortunately thought.

I didn't have the guts to confront him about it so I just left it alone. Weeks went by and his behavior got worse. He didn't spend as much time with me and was sneaking around, not telling me anything. I knew he was cheating on me.

Then Valentine's Day came rolling around. He came up to me, with flowers, chocolate, a card and a glass rose in his hands. I looked around to see if his little side chick was around, but she wasn't. He gave them to me and apologized for his behavior for the past couple of months.

He really does love me.

My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest in excitement and relief. When he kissed me this time, it seemed like it was just full of love and not lust.

Then he turned around and said he would be right back. For just a moment, I thought everything was going to go back to normal. I thought 'Nothing could go wrong today' as I stood there smelling the flowers with a huge smile plastered on my face.

But as I stood there, actually enjoying my life, a flood of messages from people I did and did not know came rushing to my phone. I slowly opened the very first one.

It was a sex tape.

I stood there in silence as the moaning protruded from my phone. And I knew exactly who it was.

Without hesitation, I turned to follow him in the direction that he went and I regretted it the moment I turned the corner. At that very moment, my heart stopped beating...as I watched the so called love of my life making out with another girl as he had her pinned up against the wall.

That day, I snapped. I screamed in anger as I threw everything he had given me onto the floor. They both looked up terrified as they heard my screams and the glass rose shattering on the floor.

Then as he looked at me, our eyes locked. As we stared into each other's souls I whispered, "I hate you. We're done." With that, the final bell rang, and I stormed my way out of the building.

As I was about to make my way home, I felt a hand grab my wrist harshly pulling me back. It was him.

"YOU don't get to say when we're done Park Y/N! You're MINE!!! Got it?!" I shook in fear as I felt tears brim in the corners of my eyes. I ripped my hand away from his grasp.

"NO!!! I'm done letting you play with me like I'm some toy!" As I spilled out my true feelings he just stood there, with his eyebrows furrowed angrily at me.

A tear was able to escape my eye as I realized my wrist was now bruised from him holding it so tightly and his dull nails somehow finding a way to dig into my skin and draw blood.

"I am sick of you and your bullshit! Stay the fuck away from me!!" I screamed as I ran across the street, safety making it to the other side.

With one finally glance, I looked at him. He stared blankly at me. His facial expression was unreadable.

With that, I turned on my heels to walk home and whispered, "Goodbye Jeon Jungkook."

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Just a quick warning if you haven't noticed already - This story is going to contain a lot more vulgarity, gore, profanity and sexual content. If you're not interested in that stuff, please go find a peaceful story. If you do like this kind of stuff, then please. Read on.