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Last time...
I lay down on my bed and let the tears fall. This was a daily routine. And if he caught me, I'd be toast. I heard footsteps and quickly dried my eyes.

My dad walked into the room and looked at me. "Come here."

I hesitantly get up and he pushes me all the way down the stairs.

He grabs me by my shirt and gets in my face. "You think people care about you? They wouldn't even notice if you went missing. Think twice about your attitude. Now go wash the dishes."

He throws me back down and I get up. I go to the kitchen and start washing dishes as he goes to his room and slams the door.

He falls asleep and I finish the dishes. I go out the door and decide to take a walk and let the tears run.

They roll down my face as I walk the same path as every day. I get a text from my dad.

'You'd best be lucky I'm going out. But you're getting it tomorrow.'

My tears roll harder.

I pass by Jungkook throwing a basketball and listening to music.

He sees me and holds the ball in one hand. I try to cover my face but he comes up to me and pulls them down.

"(Y/N)..." He pulls me into a hug. "What happened to you?"

I shake my head. He just hugs me. After a while and I've calmed down, he leads me to the back of his parents' car and we sit on the trunk.

"What's going on? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

I shake my head. "It's just-my mom passed away a few months ago. It's really eaten me up inside."

He nods his head. "Here, let me give you my number."

I give him my phone and he puts his number in.

"If you need anything, just text me. Or call me, whichever."

I nod and smile.

He smiles back at me. "You wanna shoot some baskets?" He asks, getting up.

"Sure. But I must warn you, I'm not very good."

He chuckles softly. "That's fine, neither am I."

I nod. He throws one and misses.

"Ah, see?" I smile.

"Your turn." He tosses me the ball.

I throw it, expecting to fail miserably. But it goes right in.

"Wow! You are good."

I shake my head. "Beginners luck." He shrugs and smiles.

He throws one, then me, then back and forth. We go like this, not keeping score. Soon it starts to get dark.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight." I say and he waves.

"Bye, (Y/N)."

*Next morning*
No POV
You get up to your alarm, surprised to see your dad's car is still there. You grab a change of clothes.

You walk downstairs and grab a granola bar

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You walk downstairs and grab a granola bar. Your dad sees you.

"Oh, you had the guts to come home, huh? Nobody wants you here. You're just another dumb ho."

He walks out the door and you just sigh and rest your head in your hands against the counter.

"Breathe, (Y/N). Just breathe."

You grab your stuff and walk out the door. You feel the tears fall down your cheeks. You get in the front door of the school and go to your locker, wiping your eyes so no one sees you. You hold back the other tears threatening to fall.

You close your locker and go to first period. You don't talk much to avoid the tears falling and put on your fake smile.

Your first period teacher is the one you're the closest to. She never questions you and always asks if you're okay.

That's why she didn't complain when Jungkook knocked on the door.

One of your classmates answered it and almost melted.

Jungkook walked in and spotted you. He looked at the teacher and she looked at you.

You bit your lip to avoid the tears.

Jungkook motioned you over to him with his finger. He was standing by the door.

You slowly got up and walked over to him. He put his arms out and a tear slipped out.

He wrapped his arms around you. "(Y/N), what is really going on?"

You shake your head and he just holds you. This is the only time you really feel safe.

He pulls away and wipes your eyes. "If you can't tell me, that fine. But just know I'm always here for you."

You nod and he pats your head, making you smile. He walks out waving to the teacher. You go back to your seat and feel everyone staring at you, but not looking up.

"Alright, attention class. Let's focus on the lesson." You take notes and ignore all the eyes on you.

After school at your locker, the group of girls who you and your friends call the "Bulls" Come over.

"I heard you hugged Jeon Jeongguk. Listen here, whore. He's mine. Back off."

I nod my head and ignore them, walking off. But Jisoo (I'm sorry blinkssss I was just, bare with me I apologize but I'm using BlackPink. I actually love them, but for the sake of this fanfiction, they are the bullies.) grabs your backpack.

"You aren't walking away that easily."

You turn around. "You guys keep hitting the same spot. Maybe you should move on. Just because you're seniors doesn't mean some of us will break under your dumbass pressure."

You walk away and start walking home. You were tired of this place. This town. A lot of bad things have happened over the summer and it changed everything.

When you got home, you saw the curtains were wide open. If anything happened, the whole neighborhood could see it.

You saw a bunch of empty beer bottles. You closed the door and started walking slowly. It hurt you just to see this.

You feel a hand come around your neck. You closed your eyes. He started yelling in your ear. Then threw you and punch you right across the face.

You didn't even want to give him the satisfaction of your tears. He pulled your hair and broke a bottle. He used the bottle to cut your arm. You flinched in pain.

He yelled and threw you against the wall before walking into his bedroom and slamming the door, locking it.

You went upstairs to your room and looked in a mirror. A black eye.

Great, just great.

Little did you know, Jungkook saw the whole thing, and he was fuming.

Jungkook's POV
I was taking a walk dribbling my ball. I passed by (Y/N)'s house and decided to look to see if anyone was home. I looked in the window, and what I saw explained everything.

Her dad choked her, punched her, threw her, pulled her hair, anything you could imagine. He even cut her arm with an empty beer bottle. Those injuries weren't accidents. They were her dad. And this was gonna end one way or another.

To be continued. I hope you enjoyed. I know everything is moving kinda fast, but I'm gonna start slowing it down. Thank you for reading!

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