Beyond The Glasses | KTH

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Just to remind everyone, Jin is an angel, he does not reflect the character that portrays him in this story what so ever. He has the kindest soul and obviously would never do this. That being said, it's just a story, keep this in mind! Love you all.

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Y/N POV

Am I dead?

It sure feels like it. It feels like my body is floating through space and my mind is spinning relentlessly. I can't feel anything, like my mind is detached from my body as my soul is trying to find a way through the galaxy.

But that wasn't the case, although I wish it was.

I started to open my eyes and found Jin still on top of me, heavily panting. Why am I here again? Why is Jin sweating like this? Did I pass out? But then, it started getting back to me, the situation I was finding myself in.

I started to remember what was happening and began to panic again. Jin, the guy who I thought was kind and sweet, the guy I liked, is taking advantage of me at this moment and I'm still unable to move. I started crying again, I felt completely powerless and frustrated.

I was unable to do anything or scream for help. I heard Jin vaguely groan, indicating he might be done with whatever he just did to me. I felt disgusting, I am disgusting

He sighed and got up, buckling his pants again and sitting down next to me. He looked at me as I stared back at him. I know Jin and his friends were capable of doing terrible things to others, but I never imagined he would go as far as he did just now. He stroked my hair and finally spoke.

"We should do this more often princess, I enjoyed that a lot" he said and kissed my forehead.

I was disgusted by him, just the thought of him touching me made me want to vomit. I don't want him anywhere near me at this moment, I want to hit him, slap him, kick him in the balls but there wasn't much I could do. He smirked at my facial expression and got up, leaving the room.

I was alone now, all alone. I was still crying, feeling so filthy. I looked around the room and wanted to find something that could help me get up. There was a nightstand next to bed and I slowly tried to move my arm towards it so I could lift myself up from the bed.

I have to get out of here, out of this house and get home. I have to find my phone, I need to call someone to help me. But who would help me? I felt so alone right now that I was losing myself in my negative thoughts once again.

No Y/N! Don't give up right now! You can't be like this, you're better than that. If there is one thing I've never done in life, it's giving up. Mom would be disappointed if she would read my thoughts right now. I gave all my strength and managed to reach the nightstand.

Thank God.

I managed to pull myself towards the nightstand, but fell off the bed. I landed on the soft carpet and rolled over. I didn't hit my head, so that's good. My body still felt broken, like it was thrown into the sea from a 20 meter high rock.

I started to move my limbs, testing if I would be able to move. I managed to sit up, slowly gaining my strength again. I saw my bag lying on the floor and crawled towards it to get my phone, hoping it was still there.