"Alex..?" I heard a soft yet dry voice. I immediately raised my head and started blinking my eyes to get used to the light.
I widened my eyes as I saw who it was. "Y-Y/n!? What the hell are you doing here!?" I stared squirming in the mans arms until a large force came and hit my face. "stop squirming." He said. I looked at y/n once more and saw her eyes glistening with tears. "Why did you bring him here!? I told you not to hurt anyone!" She screamed with tears running down her face.
I looked over at the bastard who was standing beside her licking his lips. "Ah~" he moaned and giggled, "We never pinkie promised did we dear~" he kissed her cheek. "don't touch her like that!" I yelled and yet again another force hit my head.
☽𝕪𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕧☽
I was curled in a ball in my bed. Tears running down my face. My food that my mother brought me nights after nights sitting on my bed side table. Cold and stale. I sighed and sat up. I walked into the bath room connected to my room. I turned on the lights and immediately closed my eyes due to the bright light.
"Damnnit.." I whispered.
I opened my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror. I will admit it I look like shit. My hair was all over the place and my eyes were puffy red and baggy. My face even paler then how it was before.
(I don't know what happened to the font :-: )
I rubbed my eyes and put my hands on te sink and looked at myself.
'Y/n wouldn't like the way You look right now.'
'Y/n's dead. She gone. Because you couldn't protect her.'
' she must hate you so much.'
The voice in my head screamed. I had tears streaming down my face. I turned on the sink and washed my face with cold water.
I took a deep breath in and out. I went back to my bed room and got under the covers. I opened my phone and saw my wallpaper
(Pretend it's you and yoongi.)
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He remembered when Jimin took that photo when you all were going to hang out together. He smiled at your cute face and perfect body. How your hand got perfectly in his. He closed his eyes hoping you were okay.
But he was wrong.
Dead wrong.
"W-why.." he whimpered. He curled up in a ball and cried silently so his mother who was also crying in the room next door wouldn't hear.
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a/n: uh...hey guys.. I'm feeling better. It was a horrible ride of depression. I'm sorry i took forever to post and it's a short one but i hope its good enough??? I'm sorry and lot of shit happened. I'm not blaming it on it, but i hope you understand. Thank you..
