Fate

•●Chapter 3●•

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"Don't worry even if I leave

You'll do well on your own"

- suga 

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••• my second killer •••

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"What is the matter with Myung and me?" I asked. she made a face as if she just saw the most disgusting thing in the world. "even hearing his name out of your mouth is disgusting" she said "k" I answered while rolling my eyes. you were about to leave when she held your arm really tight and smacked you against the lockers.

-2 years ago-                                                        lol turn on the music if you want more compassion

you screamed in pain when you were pushed against the wall of the school bathrooms. 

"so fucking ugly"

"maybe fat-camp was enough for this fatty" 

she kicked me in the stomache after she said that. you screamed in pain. "awe im sorry did that hurt?" She held your collar and punched you in the face. she then threw you in one of the toilet cabins and locked the door. "please let me out!" then you heard the bathroom door close and being locked. the lights went out. You started banging at the door and crying hyterically. after 10 minutes you gave up, your voice was disapearing. "let me out...please" you said with a voice that is so silent that you had trouble hearing it. you leaned against the door and broke down. 

its so cold. 

so dark. 

you were searching in your bag...there was it. a razor blade...your second killer... you pulled up your sleeve you noticed all the other scars on your arm. they weren't really a surprise for you anymore. you placed it on your wrist. sigh "i'm sorry mom but i can't do this..I can't live like this anymore" you were honestly scared, but what scared you even more is to walk through those hallways again. those hallways full off burning glares, toxic people and judgment that destroys. 

 why are people so cruel? why can't they just talk about there problems instead of making me feel like I am the problem. making me feel like I don't belong in this place. making me feel like I am the biggest joke on this earth. making me feel like i should not exist. making me feel that I would be better off...dead. 

while those thought were circling around your head you already made a deep cut in your arm. when you noticed it you dropped the bloody razor and started breathing heavily. seeing all that blood flowing out of you. it felt like all those thought  were disapearing, all one by one. your breathing became slower and your eyelids started to feel heavy. with each heartbeat you started reliving a memory of you and your family you once had. before you regret  what you did you lost consciousness. 

-back to present-    

 -y/n pov-                                                        lol you can turn the music off :")

Ashley held my arm and pushed me against the lockers. "Where do you think you are going?" i looked down. it was silent for a moment "answer me!" she screamed right in my face. " honestly, i don't understand why Myung would talk with someone like you" she said. I held the back of her neck and kicked her in the stomache with my knee. she fell on the ground. I held her back up by pulling her hair and smashing her against the lockers. "look honey i'm going to ask this very politly and you better accept it okay" she nodded her head in fear. "I don't give a shit who you are, okay? so you can stick that fucking attitude up your flat fucking ass"

-ashley pov-

"I dont give a shit who you are, okay? So you can stick that fucking attitude up your flat fucking ass" she said. I could not do anything. I was to scared to even move. One off her hands held my hair while the other one travelled up to my collar. She released my hair and made her hands in a fist form. I closed my eyes in fear, not wanting to see what was going to happen next..but..it never came. I opened my eyes and looked at her her eyes. her eyes went from anger and coldness to soft with tears in them. you can see the pain she felt when she noticed what she was doing. instead of hitting me, she hits the lockers behind me . After that she released my collar and started to breath. I could not say anything because I didn't know what to expect from her. Myung said she was funny and kind, but what I saw 10 seconds ago was anything but soft. she went back to her locker closed it and picked up her bag and started walking away. Then she stopped and said

 "if you want to keep your beloved boyfriends so much....then start trusting him.."