CHAPTER2

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Wednesday September 15, 2020
8:30aM
Westlake High school
1st period
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Sungmin POV
'I don't know why in the hell did I just decide to follow a complete stranger. I know I'm pretty desperate to leave this world but I truly don't want it to be painful. However, for some odd reason I trust him. I honestly feel like he won't hurt me.'

He pulls me through the empty halls as I silently cry, my adrenaline from this morning stops and all the pain kicks in. It hurts everywhere, I can barely move without feeling extreme pain. I abruptly stopped and hunch over in pain, my face contorts, holding back a whimpering.

" What's wrong?" He asks with worry laced in his tone.
"It h-hurts!" I cry out. He pauses for a minute and run his fingers through his frustratingly hair .
"I'm going to carry you okay?" He gives me reassuring smile.
(A/N : ik its sounds creepy but he's actually the good guy)
I hesitantly nods. He swiftly scoops me up and proceeds down the hall. We soon end up in the abandoned wing of the school. It has classrooms and even a gym but it never gets used. I heard it was built to support the increasing school population but it just never got used for some odd reason. He continues walking until we end up in the back stairwell. He gently put me down on the platform between the two staircases. He kept standing and pulled out his phone. After about a minute he quickly put his phone in his back pocket and squatted down to my level.
THIRD PERSON POV
      The small beat up boy was balled up in the corner. Knees to chest and head in between his knees. The taller eyes softened, he felt a lot of emotions at this moment. He felt rage, bitter, resentment, and heart break. He was heartbroken to see the boy he always admired and adored from afar to be in this broken , pitiful state. He can even fathom why anybody would do this to such a incredible person.He extended his arm to lift the smaller's head. However, the smaller flinched. Jihyun retracted his hand and thought for a second. He needed to take a different approach, he needed to gain his trust so he won't be scared of him.

   Jihyun placed his large hands on top of latter's smaller  hands and lightly brushed his thumb over it.  Sungmin lifted his head and his cheeks was decorated lightly with a red blush.
"It's okay, all I want to do is help, okay?"
Sungmin hesitantly nodded his head in agreement, fearing his voice would creak if he spoke.
"Okay, now let me address your wounds. I'll be gentle."
     Jihyun reached in his book bag and took out a small first aid kit. His friends enjoyed to pick fights with people, so carrying around a first aid kit became a must. He treated the wounds on his face, then moved to his arms where he noticed an abundance of bruises and scars. He decided to ask later.
      "Can I .....treat the wounds on your abdomen?"  Jihyun asked carefully. Sungmin look at him with a perplexing look on his face "It'll reduce the pain and swelling." "O-Okay." His voice came out small, barely audible. Jihyun gently raised the boy's sweatshirt but he was shocked to see that the boys body was littered with bruises and scars. His skin was more black,blue,red and purple than tan. He wanted to lash out and severally hurt whoever did this. It was evil, inhumane, to even do this to anybody. It was like he was basically tortured. Sungmin cleared his throat snapping him out his thoughts. He muttered a low sorry and continued to treat his new wounds.
    After the treatment they sat there in silence for a moment until Sungmin decided to speak.
"Thank you for helping me." He practically whispered. "Uh, no problem... um can I ask you a question?  " s-sure"  " Who does this to you? You have a lot of bruises and scarring and when I approached you, you started to have a panic attack begging for me not to hurt you." There was another moment of silence both boys just staring at each other. "Everybody" he paused for a second taking a few deep breaths. " My dad, my mom, my brother and sister, the football team, the cheerleaders, anybody and everybody that's popular. Its like a fucking celebration every fucking day. Where everybody meets up to beat me up and until belittle me until I'm broken. But little do they know i broke a long time ago.Now im just waiting to die." He started to breakdown in tear his body jerking with each sob.
Jihyun didn't know what overcame him but he placed the boy in his lap and just held him. It was the only thing that came to mind. Sungmin was taken back for a second but he never been cared for so he choose to take it for granted. He clung on to the tallers jacket and sat there for what felt like hours, pouring his heart out. Then he fell asleep in his grasp.
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OKAY SORRY FOR THE LONG OVERDUE UPDATE BUT I HAD WRITERS BLOCK AND A LOT WAS HAPPENING AND HOME SCHOOL WAS STRESSFUL ......BUUUUUT SINCE ITS NOW SUMMER I'LL UPDATE AS MUCH AS I CAN ☀️🥳
and to let you guys know I really don't proofread but if you let me know a mistake ill fix it.
THANKS FOR READING *muah💋*

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