𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐫 || 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧✔

•Chapter 1•

"No. I can't." She said, afraid to hurt someone. "Baby, do it. He tried to hit on you, tried to approach you. My men caught him red-handed when he was coming behind you. He should be punished for approaching my girl." He commanded in his possessive voice.
"Please don't make me do this." She stood there, holding a knife in her hand.
"Do it. Otherwise I'll have to make you do it with me." Observing that she isn't making a move, he moved towards her, turned her around to hold her from behind. He wrapped a hand around her waist and extended his other hand towards her, in which she was holding the sharp knife and gripped her hand along with the knife in her grip. He extended the knife, held by the both of them, and made a deep cut on the man's chest who was held by his men, hand tied above his head with ropes.

He cried and screamed with agony. "Please don't make me do this." She sobbed and his men put a good amount of cloth/cotton in the man's mouth to muffle his screams. "Baby, you are not doing this alone. I'm helping you. Don't worry." He whispered in her ear. She was trembling hard in his hold yet she was helpless. Moving her hand along his, he put another deep and sharp cut on his stomach. He started shaking aggressively in the effort of freeing himself but his men held him tight to keep him in place and he put another cut on his bicep.

She closed her eyes, not being able to see the harrasment in front of her, by her own hands. She felt him moving his hand to put the knife somewhere else on his body, which was holding hers and whisper in her ear. "Baby, open your eyes. Otherwise I'll kill him which you least want to happen." Snapping open her eyes, she saw him holding the knife on his throat. Her grip loosened but he tightened his grip on her waist. She again held the knife and he made last, deep cut on his chest above the nipple before jerking his hand back and the knife fell down. The man's muffled groans were so loud that she just wanted to die, right at that moment. He held her body tightly against his and brought her to the sofa, making her sit on it and stand infront of her sitting figure.

"You can still change your mind." He said, calmly. "Never in the million years. I told you I can't." She sobbed hardly. He gripped her hairs mercilessly, from the back of her head and crouched down to be at the level of her face. "Ahh!" She cried but who cared. "Why can't you? WHY CAN'T YOU LOVE ME?" He shouted. "You ruined my life. H-how can I?" She brought her hand to her head to hold his wrist only for him to tighten it. "Oww..!" As a voice of pain escaped her mouth, he quickly loosened his grip and jerked his hand back.

At least, he couldn't have hurt her. Even though he ruined her life, he loved her and would never hurt her, instead he would hurt the person -who would try to approach her with bad intentions- just as he did with 'that' man. She was the love of his life whom he didn't want to loose.

"I'll surely make you love me."

"Escort her outside." His guards nodded and she stood up to go outside. She took a taxi and reached home.

Standing on her front gate, she dried her eyes with the back of her hand, through which tears kept streaming out on her way to home until now, and finger combed her hair to keep them in shape and cover her tears stained face. She opened the door and stepped inside. "Hi, Anna!" She greeted her sister who was in the kitchen, cooking the lunch. "Oh, Hi Y/N!" She greeted back, smiling at her. "You should shower and change your clothes. Lunch will take some time to cook."

"Okay!" She simply replied and climbed up the stairs to go to her room. She put her handbag on the bed and went straight to her bedside-table to take a blade out of it. Taking taking her clothes, she went in the washroom. She put her clothes on the sink cabinet and turned the faucet on to fill the tub with warm water. Stripping out of her clothes and standing infront of her basin's mirror, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. As she faced herself, tears started streaming out of her eyes. Out of self-hatred, she put the sharp blade on her arm, just above the wrist so that Anna won't see it and, again, she dabbed the blade in her skin, along with her previous scar that she made one day before yesterday. She hissed in pain but didn't stop until blood start oozing out of that.

When she was satisfied with the feeling of pain it caused to her and the amount of blood oozing out of her slit skin and was now falling on the white tiled floor of the washroom, she put the blade on the shelf below the mirror and put her arm under the water to clear out the blood. She turned around after turning the tap off of the basin and walked towards the tub which was full of warm water. She turned the faucet off and stepped inside the tub. She sit in and let the warm water take out her exhaustion.

After around twenty minutes later, she stepped out, and took the towel to rub it on her body for it to soak the water. She threw the towel in the laundry basket and slipped in her black full-sleves shirt and sweatpants to come out of the room and enter her bedroom. She took the first aid box out of the side table's drawer and set it on her mattress. She pulled her sleeve up to let the wound come in sight and dabbed the cotton soaked with alcohol sprit, on it. She winced in pain at the the feeling of stinging sensations but managed to dress it properly.

She put the box back on its place and went in the washroom to take care of blade. She wrapped the blade in the tissue and disposed it before leaving the room. She went down stairs to eat lunch, which Anna cooked. "How was the outing with friends?" Anna asked, enthusiastically-watching Y/N sitting infront of her on the dining table- while eating her fried rice.

'Friends? Who are they?' She never knew, since childhood. Just to see Anna's smile daily and never make her sad, she lived everyday, even though she had to go through hell, everyday, every moment and every second of her life.

"It was great! We were planning to hangout some other time as well." She lied, like she always do, faking a smile to keep her sister happy. "Great then. I would want to meet them too." Anna chimed making Y/N to choke on water. "Are you okay?" Anna stood up, patting her back. "Y-yeah! I am." She smiled. "Anna you should make some friends too."

"I don't want to. I just have one at work place and that foolish girl is enough." Anna laughed, remembering her one and only friend at her hospital. "Talking about workplace, how was your day?" Y/N asked. "It was great. Thankfully there weren't many patients. I have to go at night shift again." She said, taking a gulp of her juice. "So, I'll be alone? Again?" Y/N asked, sadly. "Sorry, but I have to go. You know, I can't be off duty."

"Yeah!" Y/N sighed and ate quietly. They finished eating and Y/N took the empty dishes to the kitchen. "Y/N you can rest. I'll do the dishes." Anna came behind her. "Why should I rest?" Y/N asked, confusingly.

"You look tired. Your eyes are swollen as if you have cried or... as you aren't sleeping enough!" Anna explained but Y/N just scoffed. "Anna you always say this. My eyes are like this. Why can't you understand?" She turned the tap on and started washing dishes. "Y/N, they weren't like this before. What's wrong with you?"

A painful chortle escaped her lips but she spoke. "Nothing is wrong. I'm becoming fat and that's why my eyes are also swelling maybe." She replied nonchalantly. "You are so stubborn. Who said you are becoming fat? You know, No matter how many times I ask you, you'd never answer me seriously. I'm sick of it." Anna snapped angrily and left the kitchen. Y/N just gulped hardly, removing the lump in her throat, drinking her tears back and kept on washing dishes.

*07:00 p.m.*

Anna left the house for her night shift -earlier than usual- and Y/N went to her washroom. She gathered her dirty clothes and then Anna's clothes from her room and went towards the laundry room to put them in washing machine and wash them. She didn't had any job, so, she just usually cleaned home behind Anna's back as she didn't let her do any household work. After washing clothes she put them in dryer and after cleaning some home, even though it was already clean, she went to her room to sleep as Anna wasn't coming home tonight.

To be continued....

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Sorry for the late comeback but...
I was working on this story since a long time. It will have slow updates but it's a great story. I'm not bragging, you'll find it out yourself.
And the 'Man' I'm talking about in this chapter is Not Jungkook. He'll enter in the scene in next update. Hang on with me until then...
Love you 💜. Take care 💞.