ANGUISH-JIKOOK

1-PATHETIC.

so I'm going to get right into the story..... I feel the summery was enough. Anyway enjoy💗
Also the characters are all the same age except namjoon and Jin. I was too lazy to make their ages different so yoongi, Hoseok, tae, jk, and jm are all 17 almost 18

Also the writing stole changes in chapter 3. In my opinion it gets much better. So I apologize for the first two 🥺❣️

Jms POV ~~~

Today is another day. Another day that i have to wake up and attend that hell called school. Being at that hell hole is just too hard for me, too many fake people, with there fake smiles, and fake personality's.

"UGH" I groaned, angrily tossing my covers aside. My small body barely covered with clothes like the usual days when I black out.

Lazily i pull my light frame up and try my best to stand. Every part of me was aching since my parents had their regular weekly or sometimes daily beating out of me.

Once I was standing and was balanced enough I stumbled into the small bathroom that was attached to my room. The space was small but it was enough for me. It consisted of a small toilet and sink. Along with a extra small bathtub and a broken shower head; nothing decorating the walls since I was too scared to ask anything from my parents. In fear of both.

While staring at my almost completely naked body in the small round mirror, memories from last night came rushing back.

WARNING. ABUSE TRIGGERS AHEAD.
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"YOU'RE WORTHLESS" my dad says while throwing my already frail body into the floor roughly. " I'm sorry app-"

*smack*

"Did your father say you could speak?" My mother questions while walking out from behind the man. My head hung low, while I made no response.

The woman had an almost gone cigarette in between her lips, she pulled it out and placed it against my already scarred and bruised skin.

At this point my body had gotten used to the pain. So clenching my eyes and teeth i tired not to make a single sound.

"Oh so it doesn't hurt like it used too?" The women spats out in her bitter voice. "Fine then" she turned looking at my dad and nodding, while leaving the room.

As soon as the women left the man pushed me back down into the floor. He started brutally kicking me all over, my stomach, legs, arms, face, and lastly the back of my head which caused me to black out.

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Now here I am eyeing my bruised body. "Pathetic" I numbered under my breath. "What's wrong with me?" I questioned to the empty room hoping for a response, but knowing one wasn't coming.

Tears were welling up in my eyes; while bad thoughts began stirring in my head. I am worthless, I'm ugly and don't deserve to be loved, maybe after all I do deserve this, disgusting, pathetic piece of shit you don't even deserve to be alive.

Full tears were now streaming down my bruised face. My fingers were rubbing across the areas with the dark purple tint; not forgetting to run my index finger across the fresh burn that sat on the top of my collarbone.

Treating my burn with water and a bandaid that I was lucky enough to find on the floor of my room. I drug my limp, and hurting body over and sat down on the lid of the toilet.