⚠️TW//cutting,blades⚠️
You walked in the house with Jungkook right behind you. Your blood was boiling but at the same time you were scared and sad. You felt like breaking down into tears and you did. You fell on the floor and started sobbing. Jungkook ran to you and held you in his arms.
"Shh baby don't cry. It's okay." He said caressing your cheek.
"Jungkook I-I'm so sorry."
"No baby no. Don't apologize for his actions. It's not your fault."
You could feel your heart beating faster and faster. Your breathes were becoming uneven. You were hyperventilating and you didn't know how to stop it which made you cry even more.
"Hey hey just look at me Y/n. It's okay I'm right here. Listen to my heartbeat."
It actually helped a lot. Your heart beat was slowing down and your breathing was becoming more and more even. You looked up at Jungkook and saw the blood on his lip. You hugged him so tight and just cried into his shoulder. You could feel yourself being lifted up and placed onto the bed. Jungkook got on the bed and put the covers on top of you. He left the room and came back with tissues and your makeup wipes. He put the pack of wipes down and started taking off your makeup. You couldn't help but smile the slightest bit because of how cute he was and how caring he was.
"Thank you so much Jungkook."
"For what, baby?"
"For being here to put up with my mental breakdowns...and my problems."
"Hey, I signed up for this the day I said I love you. No matter what I'm going to stay by your side."
He kissed your lips passionately and got beside you. He put his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. You turned around so that you could face him and you buried your face in his chest.
"I'm so lucky to have you, Kim Y/n."
"And I'm so lucky to have you, Jeon Jungkook."
He kissed your forehead and you drifted off to sleep in his arms.
Namjoon POV
"ARRGHH!!!" I threw the table across the room.
"THAT BITCH!" I then threw the glasses on the floor. I opened a bottle of Vodka and chugged it down not knowing when to stop. I kept drinking and drinking until I couldn't walk. I just sat on the floor and cried.
"Why won't she just love me? What have I done?" I sobbed.
I knew that I was never gonna get her back. And I really miss her. Her perfect smile. Her beautiful face. Her soft hair. The way she looked in my hoodies. And how she was so small compared to me. She was the most beautiful person ever and I ruined the chance I had with her. All because of that bitch Chelsea. I can't believe I was dumb enough to believe her. Why man? Why did I have to do that to Y/n. I tried my best to stand and stumbled my way to the bathroom. I opened the drawer and found a razor blade. I cut my arm and winced at the pain. But then I did it again. And again. And again until my arm was covered with blood. I couldn't stop cutting. But I forced myself to. I got up and I washed off my arm.
"AHHHH!!!" I screamed in pain. It burned so bad but I had to clean them. I wrapped my arms and laid on the bed. I was exhausted and drunk and I couldn't think straight. And some point I could feel anything. I couldn't think. I couldn't feel my fingers. My toes. I couldn't move. My vision was starting to go dark and it was before everything was black that I said, "Congratulations, lovebirds."
End of Namjoon POV
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Abused: A Namjoon Fanfic. (UPDATED)
FanfictionY/n is stuck with Namjoon who abuses her everyday. She doesn't know how to escape the madness. Will she find her way out?
