Can you mend a broken heart?

A Broken Soul - Part 1

A/N: hello my loves! Hope everyone is being safe!!

I'm sorry this took so long :( but the new chapter will be up tomorrow!

For those of you who's going to read this, please don't hate me 😅

WARNINGS! : SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, MENTIONS OF SEXUAL AND PHYSICAL ABUSE, BRIEF DESCRIPTIONS OF EMOTIONAL ABUSE

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Three days... It had been three days since Bright had "visited" him, his barely controlled sanity was on the verge of breaking, he spent three days in unbearable pain, it had been painful to move, he could barely walk, but the promise of Bright claiming to go after Team if he didn't comply was still so fresh in his mind that he had forced himself to heal,

His brothers spent three days knocking on his door, constantly checking up on him, he ate the food they brought him automatically so as to not draw attention to his blank slated soul.

On the third day his father had finally talked to him, his tone completely different to the one he had used on him a few days ago, he had sat with him, he knew his father noticed the slightest change in him, the way he flinched at the smallest touch, the way he panicked whenever he heard someone talking loudly, he had only given them the smallest of smiles and told them that he was just bothered by the recent nightmares,

It took several coaxing for him to finally agree to go to school, he knew that the more he delayed the inevitable the more suspicion it would raise among the elders.

He had numbly gotten ready that day, the white shirt he was wearing being of stark contrast with the dark circles under his eyes, even the pearly white shirt couldn't win against the darkness embedded in his soul,

Standing in front of the mirror he let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes and dragging a weak hand against his messy hair, he silently prayed to get the strength he knew he was gonna need for what he was about to do.

He met his family briefly, giving them a vacant smile and waiting for his father's guard to bring the car around. The whole ride to school he mentally prepared himself for his plan. Team and him had only made up a few days ago and yet, here he was, about to do something stupid that would make Team hate him, he wanted Team to hate him, he knew his plan would otherwise fall apart.

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Walking into school, Win took a deep breath and put on a stone cold face, avoiding the greetings being thrown his way, he found Dean and Pruk easily, their tall figures towering over half the busy crowd.

"Hey"

He nodded in greeting, shrugging away the warm smiles and 'welcome back' from Pruk,

"Let's go to class?"

Dean watched in suspicion, there was evidently something off with Win but he couldn't put his finger on it,

"Hey.. Win.. hey.. you okay?"

Rushing towards his moving friend, Dean clutched his shoulder, only to be shrugged off again,

"Yes. Why?"

But as soon as Dean opened his mouth to talk, a very familiar voice cut him off,

"P'Win!! P'Win hold up!!"

Dean cursed internally at the same time he saw Win taking a deep breath with closed eyes and slowly turn around to face Manow,

"P'Win! How-how are you now?"