Crown of Eight | Bts royalty au

Chapter 23

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Only one guard dragged me with him out of the room, they didn't need two, I was too weak to even talk. My feet were tripping over each other and my vision was blurry. Without any warning, he opened a door and threw me inside a bathroom. My head hit the stone hard tile floor and my mind suddenly began spinning causing me to whimper.

"Clean yourself up." The guard growled and slammed the door shut.

"Fucking shit." I mumbled with a raspy voice and began feeling the taste of iron spreading in my mouth. I put my hands on the floor in an attempt to get up, but they were shaky. Once again, I fell down and the pain was rushing through me like igniting fire. I closed my eyes as sweat dripped down my forehead, waiting for the pain to disappear for as long as I needed, so that I could get up. Never had I felt such physical pain. Guards had beaten me before when they've noticed me stealing things from the boutiques downtown and when I had been outside later than the restrictions said, but it was nothing compared to this.

"I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her, I hate her..." I repeated while using all my powers to get up from the floor when I felt a little bit stronger and my eyes fell on my reflection in the mirror. Blood was slowly running down my forehead and cheek, scars covered the other and some bruises could already be seen on my arms. I didn't even want to think of how my stomach would look after their hard punches against it. The white blouse wasn't white anymore and the yellow skirt was ripped on the side.

Suddenly my mind began spinning again and I realized that I wouldn't be able to fix this alone because I didn't have any supplies and also, it would take more hours than I could count, and the queen would not be satisfied with me coming late to dinner again.

"Fuck!" I cursed with a still raspy voice while putting my hand on the doorknob. I can't ask a maid because she would get frightened as hell and maybe get in trouble. That left me with only one possible alternative: one of the princes.

With a face full of despair, I opened the bathroom door and peeked out my head. I blinked slowly while fighting back the tears that threatened to leave my eyes any second. The queen would love to know that I cried, and she probably thought I was. I wouldn't cry, I wouldn't let her get that satisfaction. Furthermore, I wouldn't get her that satisfaction of people knowing what she did to me. It would make her smile for weeks.

It felt like my legs weighted thousands of pounds and the taste of iron in my mouth became stronger the more I walked and the more I exerted myself.

"Y/N?" Someone suddenly said. A person stood above, and it took me sometime to distinguish who it was. Apparently I was laying on the floor, I hadn't even realized that I had fallen down.

"Don't tell a-anyone." Was the first thing I said while letting my eyes wander over the person's face. They landed on the beautiful plump lips he had. It was Jimin.

"What the hell has happened to you?" He said with a hectic voice and put his arms under mine to help me get up. I whined and leaned against his body for support. It felt like I was drunk.

"Y-yah... I said when I noticed him searching with his eyes for someone to come and help him. "Don't tell a-anyone."

"But-"

"Just don't."

He hesitated, but finally decided to do as I said, at least in the very moment. He lifted me up in bridal style and walked quickly towards his bedroom.

"You better tell me what happened." He growled and for a second I thought that he was angry with me, but then I realized he probably was angry with the person who did it. Fuck! I had to figure out a decent lie, because as said, I wouldn't let the queen get that satisfaction. The princes wouldn't dare to talk back at her anyway so if I would admit that it was her, it would only make things worse.