𝔼𝕦𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒 ~ 𝕁𝕁𝕂

9-(bleeding out)

Away from her

I think as I pace through the torrential downpour,
Water dripping down the back of my neck,
To the nearest bus station.

My breath fog on the night air,
In order to get the station I have to pass through a damp alleyway,
Ridden with hoodlums and thugs,
But anything to get away from what I'm leaving behind.

I pull my suitcase through the water streaming into the gutters
and cross the road to the alleyway,
As I enter I hear the night air whisper as is swirls around the high walls,
I shiver and pull my hoodie tighter around myself,

I see a figure ahead, slumped over a trash bag,
"Oi, suitcase! You lost?"he asks in a raspy voice, looking up to reveal an unshaven face
And a smile that bears crooked yellowing teeth.

"Actually no, I'm on my way to the Bus Station" I reply,
thinking my only way out is to stay polite and move quickly,
"Watchu got in that suitcase anyway eh?"He sneers, limping closer,

"It's none of your business" I reply, curtly,
"Now see 'ere! You can't just come on down to my turf
and be speaking to me like that!" He yells in my face, I smell the stench of rotting flesh and cheap alcohol.

I see his hand slip to his pocket, something in it glinting in the moonlight,

A knife.

He sees me watching, and bare his teeth,

Next thing I know he's pulled out the weapon, ready to strike,

I know Taekwondo, I'm a black belt in fact, but martial arts are no match against a blade that size.
(A/N he actually is a black belt in taekwondo, so is Jimin, whereas Yoongi is just red)

He hurls himself at me, (A/N idk why I'm laughing), brandishing the knife ferociously.
I double back, doing my best to dodge his blows,

But alas, he is too quick and the blade is too swift.

Slice

Right though my left shoulder,
I swipe a kick at his head, missing by a centimetre,

It only makes him angrier,

Slice

Across my torso,

By this point blood is slowly dripping down my front and side.

I'm getting weaker,
I try to make a run for it, to the bus station
To the dorms, anywhere where I might seek refuge.

But I trip, and fall, my leg twisting painfully underneath my weight,
(A/N 70kg/154lbs, also jungkook apparently weighs the most out of the whole band, google is my friend)
I hear a crack, and I realise with extreme terror that my leg just snapped,

The man stands there, leering over me,

Thwack

A blow to the head,

The man stalks away, grinning maliciously to himself.

Leaving me there,

Jeon Jungkook, the maknae of the biggest band in Korea and America,

Laying on the damp, mossy concrete,
Alone,
Right leg protruding at a weird angle, limp and lifeless,

My last view is of the full moon, bright and beautiful,

Like her,

As I stay there,

Bleeding out

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Hai guyszzzz!

Wanna say that that was cringe af but yanno,
It had to have some emotion, unlike me,
I have two emotions. Awake and asleep.
Any feedback is appreciated,
Negative or positive,

Like I've said many times, I will include oc's in this story, and any plot suggestion might be included aswell,
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