Heaven and Hell [Yoonkook]

Part 8

Yoongi POV

Jungkook came back really angry from practice, he spent hours training and working his glorious musc- WHAT! STOP THINKING THAT! . He wouldn't tell me what happened though, he would only tell me he loved me so much and she's a whore?

I have a feeling of who 'she' is but I don't know. When ever he's around 'her' I can feel the anger resonating of him, and I told him to take it out on me last night. I'm not proud but...He told me thats no way to let out anger, I was kinda sad because I wanted to make sure he's taken care of.

And I don't want him to go back to 'her' because I'm not good enough.~

I woke up with Jungkook's arm wrapped protectively around my waist holding my firmly against his chest. I look down to me only wearing Jungkook's button up shirt with only 2 undone, with no pants. I kiss his cheek and move out of his grip watching him grab my pillow I was using and cuddle it against his handsome face.

I pull my pants up and finish buttoning up his shirt, I don't want anyone getting a free 'show'. I walk out of our room and walk down the hall being met with a girl with a really short dress flirting with a tall guy, compared to me.

She looks at me and I could just see the hatred boiling in her eyes, she pushes the guy away and walks over to me. I put my head down and listen to the heels getting closer and closer until I feel a sharp pain on my cheek with tears brimming in my eyes.

She grabs my hair and roughly pulls me to look at her. She roughly pushes me onto the wall with her other hand coming in contact with my neck squeezing tightly. I start gasping for air as she tightens her grip to an unbelievable grasp.

"What the fuck does he see in a pathetic little angel! You have a fucking dick, while I have a tight pussy waiting for his dick."

She tightens her grip and lifts me up so my feet are barely touching the group

"P-P-ple-please I-I d-d-did-n't do a-any-thing" I use some of my last breath to try getting her to stop.

"Didn't do anything! You did everything! You decided to get fucked by the devil, you some how got Jungkook to actually care about you. Bitch he's a fucking demon he isn't suppose to 'fall in love' or care about anyone."

Her eyes turn red as she knees me in my stomach knocking the last bit of air out of my lungs. My eye sight starts getting blurry along with getting heavy, I see images of me and Jungkook playing in my brain over and over. My lips start turning blue and my lungs and brain are gasping for air or any type of oxygen.

Please~

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!" In the corner of my eye I see Jungkook in an all out sprint towards me and this girl

"J-Jungkook" I whisper as she loosens her grasp

I fall onto the floor gasping for air, coughing and hacking as air finally fills my lungs and resupply's my blood. I collapse fully onto the ground watching with my blurry vision a female figure falling onto the ground with a man on top of her.

The man has a black and red clouds all around his body, his eyes are a blood curdling red with sharp teeth. His fists and face are covered in blood as he punches the lump on the floor over and over. My eyes finally fall, as I feel my breathing become uneven with my muscles relaxing to a shocking rate.

Next I feel something bad lifting me up~