(Completed) Mr. Kim

26 Twenty-six

I huffed as I took my shirt off, my back facing the other guys as I searched through my gym bag for another shirt.

"Ayo Jungkook, you looking good!"
There were a few whistles, but I didn't turn around, my eyes narrowed as I continued searching for that damn shirt.

"When I say something to you, you listen got it? I'm the top dog of this building."
I stand up, turning around to look down at the guy from my class who said that.

I grabbed his collar, raising him up so he was face to face with me.
"Who's the top dog? I want you to repeat that again."
My eyes were, dark, watching on how he tried to keep up a brave face.

He didn't answer though, so I let him go, turning around once again. I found my shirt, quickly unfolding it and putting it on my body, closing my bag and throwing it over my shoulder.

I walk out, eyes casted down as I pushed past people. As I breathed in fresh air, that's when I looked up, watching how the trees moved violently in the wind.

Fuck.
I had the urge. I, I can't.
I started to feel pain all over my body, my fathers voice in my head.

I started to run, running into the closest alleyway.
I clutched my shirt.
"Don't worry, I'll never leave."
Her voice calmed me, but I started to grow angry, an emotion I felt regularly whenever I thought of her.

"Liar, fucking liar!!"
Blood, so much blood.
It invaded my vision. I heard screams, pleas, not recognizing the voice as my own.
My father came into view, and I suddenly grew angrier.

I felt my sisters arms around me, and I dropped, my body slumped against a random wall.
I calmed down.

I looked down, seeing the fresh wounds on my hands.
Blood, so much blood.
I couldn't take it.

I felt my eyelids start to close, before I completely blacked out.

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You know Jungkook, but do you actually know him?,*###*########*, or do we not know you?

Lynn~~