✔Invisible Friendzone | BTS Seokjin

•The Secret•

Warning: Graphic content ahead. Mentionings of sexual and physical abuse and psychological torture that are not for the faint of heart.

If you are sensitive to this content I advise you to skip it until you see the First Image/Picture Media.

As a victim myself, I hope I did this justice. I hope you have been able to find a safe space.

Please don't give up...there's still hope.

Thank you.

Readers' discretion is advised.

★Y/N POV★

Abuse.

That word I heard at campus coming from my professor as he spoke to the girl in class who had come to school beat up only, made me shiver

Her face was covered from head to toe, in scars.

It reminded me of my high-school days.

Being thrown against a locker shoved into trash cans, and went home with Jackson, who had stopped the bullies whenever he picked me up.

They'd only stop when he yelled at them, the next day at school was just as burdensome as the previous. A continuous and repetitive cycle.

Abuse.

The spit, the names, the scars, and the blood that stained my uniform were only a reminder of how tainted I really was inside.

The yelling, the screaming.

"Orphan bitch are you blind?" "You can't even listen, no wonder they abandoned you." "I heard how much of a slut you were Y/N."

The shoving, the pushing, the kicks, and punches.

Those words were more painful than any bruise they left.

I wasn't abandoned.

It wasn't my choice nor my parent's for me to be left alone in this cruel world.

But that was in the past, right?

High-school bullies had ended, right?

The abuse was gone, right?

No. 

It got worse.

I couldn't shower in the place I call home without feeling glaring eyes behind me, the sound of the wooden door cracking open sending chills down my spine, my hopes being that I was mistaken.

The first time I thought it was an accident.

But the second time I knew what he was doing.

He wanted my body.

But I wouldn't give it to him.

"For fuck's sake, you're my cousin?! Leave me alone!!"

"So? Don't you want to touch me too? Or what? You tell me you'll fuck that guy named Jackson but you won't fuck me, baby?"

My eyes went wide. 

I wasn't having any sort of sexual relationship with Jackson. He was my friend. My protector. This was wrong. He must have been joking!

He couldn't!

He wouldn't!!??

We were family!!

"What? Don't look at me that way you slut! Think I didn't know you were giving yourself to that thug?!" He groaned.