Save me (BTS X DEPRESSED READER) SLOW UPDATES!!!!

Chapter 12

The whole car ride was loud. Full of screaming and arguing and laughing etc. in about twenty-minutes we arrive at a apartment building. "we're here" Seonghwa says and everyone exits the van. I slowly walk out. We walk up a couple flights of stairs before we stop in front of a apartment door. "this is it" Hongjoong said while opening the door. "follow me" Hongjoong said. I nodded and followed him. "sorry it's a bit messy..." he says in embarrassment of how messy the dorm is. "eh its fine ive seen worse at my so called home" I said. He just nods. "okay this is my room but I share It with Seonghwa" he says. (a/n sorry if they don't share a room with each other for the sake of the fan fic just pretend they do) I nod with a short 'oh'. "um let me see what I got." He says and I nod. "um anything in specific you want to wear?" he asks. I shake my head. "im fine with anything as long as I have a hoodie." I nktewFB say. "maybe a hoodie and sweatpants or regular jeans will do or I can keep these jeans on" I said. "we should have small enough jeans or sweatpants that'll fit you small frame" he says. I nod. "do you want a black hoodie a band hoodie or?" he asks. "it doesn't matter" I say. He nods and pulls out a black adidas sweatshirt. "would this work for you?" he asks. I nod. "I mean its not a hoodie but ill do" I said. "ill just keep my hoodie with me if I want to where it" I said. He nodded and handed it to me. "okay ill go find you sweat pants that match that be right back" he said and left the room.

As he walks out I decided to start changing into the sweatshirt. I take off my hoodie first and fold it up and put it on the ground. Next, I take off my shirt I was wearing being left In another long sleeved shirt. I pull off the other shirt and fold it along with the short-sleeved shirt. I was just left In a bra and pants. I looked in a mirror that was in front of me and looked at all of my cuts and scars. I stare at how you can see my ribs and the cuts on them. I decided to grab my bag and pull out some blades. This time I'll do my waist and a couple on my arm. I do my arms first.

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I decided to stop there and cleaned up the cuts but I didn't put bandages on them but I wiped them off so they wont get infected or I get his sweatshirt covered in blood. As I put all my stuff back into my bag and decided to put the shirt on now. As I was about to put on sweatshirt the door opened. "hey I think these wou-"he paused and drop the pants. "W-what happened?!"  he shouted as he ran to me. He looked at my upper body. He looked at my bruises I had from my father and the cuts and scars from him as well as myself. "w-who did this to you?!" he asks. I just looked down. "no one..." I said. "well obviously some one did. This cant just happen." He says. I just look down again. "sorry" I say. "why are you saying sorry?" he asks. "Because you saw me like this and now your worried and might tell the others..." I say. He lifts my head up. "hey its okay. I wont tell the others if you don't want me to, but I just want to help...I know I'm a stranger and all but I care about you...we all do even if it doesn't seem like it" he says and I just start crying and have a mental break down. He just holds me close and pets my hair. "shh its alright im here just let it out." he says and I just cry into his chest.

A few moments later we hear someone at the door. "hey you guys fucking or so-" he stops talking as he walks into the room. "w-what happened to her? Why is she crying? W-why does she have so many cuts and bruises and scars?" he runs over to the crying girl and holds her. "questions later comforting now" Hongjoong says. he nods and pets my hair. "I think the others will come up here soon to check on us" Mingi says. Hongjoong nods. "well its up to her" he says and I look up still with a few tears down my face and red eyes. "you okay?" mingi asks. I slowly nod. "im sorry" I apologize. "what for? You didn't do anything wrong." Hongjoong said. "yes I did. You saw me like this and now your going to worry about a no body like me. I also ruined your shirt with my tears..." I said with a few tears running down my face. "hey its okay don't worry about my shirt, I can just wash it. And you're not a no body you mean something to us and I bet to others too" Hongjoong says while wiping my tears away. "yea you're a somebody to us. And we care about you." Mingi says and hugs me. I just nod. "thanks" I say quietly. "no need to thank us for caring about you" mingi says and Hongjoong nods. "you should change and if you want to tell us about what happened you can but if you don't want to talk about it we respect that. Its your decision." Hongjoong says.  I smile and nod. "okay..." I say. Hongjoong grabs the pants and hand them to me. I smile and thank him. He then calls mingi over to get out of the room. "call us if you need anything or need to talk" Mingi says and I nod. They leave the room and shut the door. I grab the sweatshirt and put it on. I take off my pants and fold them up before putting on the matching sweat pants. I look in the mirror and feel ashamed of myself and insecure of my body and how I look. I also noticed how much of a mess my hair looks. I walk to the door and crack it a bit. "hey Hongjoong?" I yell. A few seconds later I hear him walking to the door. "yea whats up?" he asks. "oh um I was wondering if you had a brush and hairband or hat I could use" I asked. "oh we might have a spare brush but I don't know about hair band but I can give you a hat. I'll look and see." He says and I nod, and he leaves the room. I decided to go through my bag to see if I have a hairband. I couldn't find shit. I just decided to chill in the corner sitting down and listen to music. A few minutes later I hear a knock. "come in" I say. Hongjoong walks in with a hat, scrunchy, hairband, and brush. "so surprisingly we actual have a hair band and scrunchy...I don't know why though...they're weird" he says and I laugh a bit and stand up to grab the items. "thanks" "no problem do you need anything else?" he asks and I think for a sec. "um I don't think so...but I'm guessing you want to know about earlier and my scars and bruises and stuff." I said while brushing my hair up. He nods slowly and hesitantly. "I do but if you don't want to tell them or mingi its okay. We get it and we respect your privacy and everything." He says. "its fine ill tell you two but I don't know if ill tell the others." I say and he nods with a short 'okay'. "do you want me to get mingi?" he asks. I nod while putting my hair up into a ponytail. He exits the room and a few seconds later he comes back in with mingi and shut the door. "so you know why you're here right?" I ask mingi and he nods. "okay so heres the short story...."