Dangling Off The Edge

Class Fight

Jimin POV
"Hey Pork sit your fat ass down I can't see the board." I hear someone yell as I walk to my seat. "Please, not today Kim."
"What? did I hurt poor Porkie's feelings? Suck it up wuss."
I can't take this anymore! I've only been in class for 10 minutes and fucking Kim Namjoon is already harassing me. I've got to get out of here.
"Mrs. Jung can I please go to the restroom?"
"Yes, you may dear but hurry back."
Yeah right.
As she turns her back to the class I grab my stuff and run out the classroom. I run straight for the bathroom and can't help but break down into tears. I know what you're thinking. Wow he's such a pussy. Right? Well honestly, yeah. You are right. I'm just a pathetic ugly little pussy that doesn't even matter.
As I walk out the school doors I decide not to go home. I can't stand seeing the disappointed look on my dad's face when I come home. I decide to go to the park. As I'm walking to the park I realize that I'm standing on a bridge. I decide to step to the edge and look down.
One more tiny step and my world of misery will be over. One small step and I won't ever have to hear that dumb Kim Namjoon's dumb voice ever again.
I jump up onto the ledge and start to teeter totter back and forth. I turn my body towards the river and put one foot out about to jump when all of a sudden I'm pulled back into a large set of muscular arms. "Don't be dumb Pork. Get down from there." Fucking Kim Namjoon.
When I hear his voice I start thrashing violently, hitting and kicking him trying to get out of his strong grasp. "Let me fucking go! I was almost gone. No more pain, no more suffering. It was all gonna be better!" I scream crumpling into a heaping mess of tears and snot on the ground.
Great. Now Namjoon probably thinks I'm an even bigger wuss.
"Hey it's okay, you don't have to cry you know." He pats my head awkwardly.
"What do you even care?" I scream at him. "All you ever do is torment me and say cruel things constantly! You screwed everything up! I was finally gonna be free."
He sighs.
"Come on let's get you home."
"NO!" I scream louder than I ever thought was possible. "Just leave me alone! Why can't you just fucking leave me alone?"
He starts picking me up bridal style like I weigh nothing. "What are you doing? Put me down you heathen!" Even though words of wrath were coming out of my mouth I couldn't help but snuggle up into his warmth.
"C'mon pork, it's cold out here, you'll get sick. I'll drive you home." At those words I jolt upright.
"Home!?" I shriek. "No, you can't take me home! my dad will yell at me and tell me what a disappointment I am! He'll hit me! He always hits me." As I say the words I realize how much I sound like a child but I don't have much time to think before I start drifting off.

I again want to apologize if any of this stuff offends you, I'm not trying to bring up these things a lot it's just going to be in the first few chapters and maybe a couple throughout the story but most of the chapters are going to be be light-hearted and not such deep topics like suicide depression and abuse I'm very sorry.
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~Ash
Title: Class fight by Melanie Martinez