My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 23 *16+*

*peep sad lil Kookie in the pic☹️❤️*

⚠️ Warning⚠️

This chapter could be triggering to some people so please only read it if you can handle fictional sexual assault!

~Read off your own accord! Thanks~

At this point, I could see Jungkook was furious, but he had to know everything, even though I wanted to break down right now, he needed to hear it all...

"I walked over to him, reluctant but blinded by his charm. I remember exactly how our conversation went."

/FLASHBACK/3 YEARS AGO/
/Y/N POV/

"Baby, you look gorgeous." Jackson spoke with such a soft voice, he was gentle and kind, at all times. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into the bed, his quilt falling around me, covering my body from him. He yanked them away from me, watching me fall against the now bare mattress beneath me.

He pulled my body close to his, cuddling into me like he usually did. "Hey beautiful..." he looked down at me with a small pout resting on his lips. Once I'd met eyes with him, he continued, "you didn't get me a birthday present this year..." he seemed really sad and I hated that so I immediately spoke up.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I couldn't get any money from my mum, but as soon as I have some, I promise I'll get you something you'll love!" I had a smile dancing on my lips, he always seemed to like whatever I bought him and I had no doubt that this year would be any different. He laughed at my excited manner before bringing me in for a kiss, it was sweet and filled with love, but there was something else there too, something I was unfamiliar with.

"No, it's okay. I know what I want this year, you don't need money-" I sat up abruptly, him following my lead. Before I could ask him to elaborate he continued anyway, "in fact, you could give me my present right now." Again, before I could ask him to be more specific, he dragged me on top of him, slamming his lips against mine as he wrapped his arms around me, trapping my body between him.

He started getting more aggressive as he kissed me, biting my lip and slapping my ass as he squeezed me tighter to his chest, as he loosened his grip, I went to get up but he swung us around so he was now above me, in full control. His soft brown hair fell against my skin as he harshly kissed and sucked my neck, biting way too hard and leaving marks all over me. I yelped as he bit against my skin, his tongue instantly taking control of my mouth.

Jackson started grinding against me, I felt exposed and uncomfortable but as I struggled to get away from him he sat up with an annoyed look on his face. "What?" His voice was seething with anger and frustration as he palmed at his crotch.

"Jackson, I don't want to do this. I'm not ready for this" I started crying, he looked so angry- it was in his eyes, he'd never looked at me like that before. I was starting to panic as I got more scared with each movement he made.

He sighed heavily before laughing, "I don't care what you want. It's been four years Y/N! I'm tired of waiting for you." He raised his voice as he got closer to my face, my body was shaking with anxiety and fear as I stared up at him.

"Please Jackson, don't do this." I begged him, pleaded for him to think about what he was doing, then I froze as I watched him raise his hand. He slapped me across my face, intense stinging and burning settled as soon as his hand left my skin, he'd hurt me before, but never like that. He used to strangle me or pinch my arm whenever I annoyed him, he'd laugh while he did it so I assumed he was messing around.

But this time? This time, there was no laughing or joking, there was no remorse and no pity. He didn't care that he'd hurt me, because he knew he was going to do it again.

I struggled underneath him as he watched me cry. He reached for his belt and brought my hands together in-front of me, tightening the belt around my wrists and rendering me defenceless as he sat in my legs and stopped me from moving entirely.

I couldn't stop the tears that were cascading down my cheeks, this must've annoyed him as he slapped me again, the tears only making the contact sting more. "Stop crying or I'll keep hitting you. Just stay calm and you'll be fine." His sweet voice was back but the words he spoke were malicious and dangerous. He kissed me roughly, his hands roaming my body since I couldn't stop him. He undressed himself in seconds before sitting back on my legs, not allowing any room for movement..."

/PRESENT TIME/JUNGKOOK'S POV/

"And I'm sure you can guess what happened next..." I watched the tears rush down her face and I could feel myself shaking with anger. He was right here, I could've killed him. If I'd have known who he was, I would have done it! There would be no police for him, he'd be dead on the ground right now, if she'd have told me sooner, I could've done so much worse than what he got earlier.

"Jungkookie?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by her shaky voice calling my name. What am I doing? I should be comforting her, not feeling annoyed at myself. She needs me. I rushed to my feet and over to the broken soul on the edge of her bed, my arms immediately engulfing her in a suffocating hug, if I were her, this is what I would need. This is what I'd want. We stayed like that for a while, until Jimin came back in and kissed his sisters cheek. She wiped away the tears that had fallen before clearing her throat and pushing herself up from the bed.

"Anyway," she cleared her throat, getting rid of the chocked up feeling before putting on a brave face, "he's gone now. Can we go out to eat? We can get everyone else to come to!" The smile on her face made it impossible for us to disagree, so we called everyone else, her friends and ours, then headed out. It would be good for her to be out with friends now, instead of locked up at home, in the same room she was nearly attacked by the same man that had hurt her before. This was what she needed...

Once we'd reached the little cafe we'd chosen for food, we all sat around 3 tables since there were so many of us. We were eating our meals when my phone went off, gathering the attention of everyone else. "Who's that?" Jimin questioned immediately.

"No one."

"Jungkook. All of your friends are here, you don't talk to anyone else. So who's texting you?" He pushes for answers but I couldn't tell him.

"I said it's no one Hyung."
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Author's Note:
Hey so, this was a little intense. I hope anyone that reads this isn't triggered- it's all fictional and I know many people have gone through this and I want you to know that you're loved💜

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