Risk It All For Her

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WARNING: trigger warning. Metions of self-harm.

Taehyungs lips were on mine and I didn't care if he was my guard or not, his lips felt right on mine. I didn't stop him from kissing me.

But then there was a banging on the door. I pulled away from Tae and went to the door. I opened it to see Jimin and 3 other guards behind him.

"What Jimin?" I ask in a bit of a rude tone. He looked a bit taken back but brushed it off.

"The camera went black and dad wanted to know if you were okay." Jimin said. Wow my dad cares about me. Shocker.

"Yes oppa. We are fine. I have a guard in here with me. I'm training as you can see." I said pointing at the clothes I was wearing.

Jimin nodded his head, "Well we still need to see why the camera went black." He said walking into the room. As he walked in he gave Tae a glare that wasn't friendly at all.

I walked over to my stuff I brought with me as they uncovered the camera because of the cloth I put on it. Tae walked up to the other guards and started to talk to them.

Tae walked out the room and one of the guards stayed instead. Where is he going? Did I do something?

~Taehyung's POV~

I walked out the training room and walked trying to clear my head. I was in the training room. Kissing Emily. The boss's daughter. FUCK! If the boss finds out, I'm done for.

I went back to my room to change out of the clothes I was wearing and took a shower. I couldn't stop thinking about Emily.

Her lips were so soft. I just want to run back to her and kiss her a thousand times. What have I got myself into?

~Emily's POV~

Here I am. In the training room. Not training with Tae. It didn't matter though. I mean to me it did. But I just focused on my training.

I punched the punching bag a couple times and it fell off the hook. It made a loud thud as it hit the ground. Oops. I put all my anger into the bag, now it's on the ground dead.

I walked over to the railing to grab my towel off of it and wiped the sweat off of my body. I walked to my room. Once I got to my room and opened the door to see Taehyung on my bed.

"What are you doing in here?" I said coldly. I walked to my closet and got clothes out to take a shower.

"I'm in here to see you." he replied getting off my bed and walked over to me. He tried to hug but I walked away from him to my bathroom.

"You didn't want to see me after practice apprently so why are you here now?" I said turning torwards him crossing my arms over my chest.

"Listen Emily, what we did was wrong. Your father is my boss. He would kill me, literally, if he found out about us." He said walking away and running his hands through his hair in frustration.

I looked at him with a confused expression on my face, "What are you trying to say?" I asked turning away from him getting my shower ready.

I turned around and he was suddenly there, "Emily we have to keep our distance from each other. So neither one of us feel your dads wrath. I'm sorry." He said kissing my forehead then walking away.

"Your not sorry. Cause you would've thought about that before everything started to happen but you didn't. You thought about it after I started to get feelings for you." I said as tears started to brim my eyes, threatening to fall any second.

He didn't say anything else but just walked out. I wasn't just sad but I was also pissed. I couldn't keep all the anger in so I punched the wall making a hole in it.

I took my clothes off and got in the shower. I sat under the warm water.

I tried to keep my tears back but I coudn't. They fell and I didn't try to stop them anymore. There wasn't any point to do so.

I got out the shower to get something out of my cabinet. I got the thing that could help me control my pain out of my hiding place.

I got back in the shower and sat down towards the back of the tub. I put the blade to my skin and pushed down hard. Blood dropped from the cut but I didn't care. I let go of the breath I was holding. I know I shouldn't be doing this and I've been clean for almost a year.

I know it's stupid to do it over some stupid feelings but it didn't matter the reason I do this. I wish I didn't have feelings. I wish I couldn't feel. I wish there was some switch to flip to turn everything off but there isn't. If mom was here she could save me but she also lied about me having a brother.

Why is everything so fucked up.

I looked at my arms to see all the cuts but then I looked at my thighs. I saw all the old scars. I went back over those scars with the blade. I looked down at all the blood on my arms and legs. The edges of my eyes began to become black. I felt myself losing conciousness. Everything went black again.