Hope you are finding it okay so far.❤️ Also sorry for my POV changing a lot... I hope it's okay :((
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It was cold and rainy. The boy could hear the sound of an ambulance approaching. "Appa, wake up" the boy shakes the limp body that was laying on the floor. "Please" he says in between sobs.
The crowd of men whom were once hovering over the limp body took of running into the darkness, once the sound of sirens was nearing.
"It's all my fault. It should have been me" the boy says in between sobs.
The raven haired boy sits up, drenched in sweat. There were tears running down his face. He listened to see if his mother was awake. Silence.
The boy pulled off his thin blanket and let his feet touch the coils hard ground, which he would often cry himself to sleep on, pulling himself up from the bed he tiptoe to his dresser.
His hands searched for his black pair of jeans and yellow T-shirt. While searching the boy looks down at his wrists remember the harm that he inflicted onto his body, two days prior.
The boy puts on a watch while slipping his clothes on. Not satisfied with the watch he also pulls on a black leather jacket shielding his arms.
His eyes landed on the clock which he has best to his bed. 7:30am was displayed in big red numbers. The male finally decided to hurry out so he would be late.
After quietly walking to the front of the house he spots his mother laying on the sofa, with an empty bottle of whisky in her hand.
The boy walks over to the women, who is his so called mother, and removed the bottle, placing it on the floor. He then fixed her body so she is properly laying on the sofa, and then pulls a small throw blanket over her.
Just as he was turning away the fragile women grabbed his hand. "Why are you still here?" The women questions in a groggily voice. The boy says nothing and had his eyes set on the floor, ignoring the pain his mother was inflicting on his hand.
"Get out of my house jeongguk. You know I hate you. Get out." The women sits up and smack the boy with brutal force against his cheek.
He pulled out of her grip, holding in his tears, and ran out of the house.
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JKs POV~~~
I was now catching my breath, because of the reaction my body had to my mothers slap. My hand was rested on the stinging sensation coming from my left cheek.
The words my mother spat at me were still resonating in my head. For the past 4 years she always said such mean things to me, smacking me, and beating upon my body; despite the fact that I'm her only son.
My life never used to be like this, but ever since my dad passed, and my sister left the women I once knew as my mother became an alcoholic, and started acting in a violent way towards me.
Luckily I get to go to school and escape her for a while, and sadly i have no place else to go so I'm stuck. Even though school is an escape from her, being around my friends could be exhausting.
They all seemed happy, which was amazing, but i on the other hand was not, and I had to act like a completely different person.
Only one person knows about my situation which was Jin-hyung. The boy accidentally found out one day, because he visited me unannounced and witnessed the entire scene.
After he saw what happened I begged him not to tell anyone, and after a lot of bedding the boy promised he wouldn't. Now that the older knows he started showing more affection toward me, in a motherly way. Which was deeply appreciated.
The school was now in my view, and finally the red mark had faded making it almost disappear. Inside there were kids laughing and talking ; so loudly that i could hear them from outside.
*Ring*
The first bell rang as I got to the school gates. Taking a deep breath I pull on the best smile that could be formed. My friends saw me in the distance and started in my direction.
After we all greeted one another we turned to the entrance of the school, upon entering the corridor many peoples eyes were on me. Which I happen to find very annoying. But nonetheless i kept a smile on.
My eyes locked immediately with a smaller boy, once he was in sight. The boy was looking at me with an expression that was different from everyone else's. His eyes stayed on me as I walked by, not saying anything just staring.
He is well known in this school, for being second to me in looks and popularity; but for some reason any time our eyes meet, or I take sneaky glances at the boy he doesn't look happy. Although whenever anyone sees him in the hall or somewhere else he always has a smile on. That I find weird.... it looks Forced? Maybe?
"Jeongguk" the blue haired male sitting next to me says. "Yes taehyung" turning my attention to the boy. "Are you alright? You seem to be deep in thought" shaking my head I respond " Sorry just thinking about homework.Nothing important." The boy nods before going into a conversation about Well..... idk what... all I kept doing was nodding at the boy. Pretending to be listening.
*Ring*
The bell went off finally ending my first class. Still nodding at what tae was saying we started to my second class. When we reached the door the blue haired male says his goodbyes, along with his usual he would see me at lunch. Then departed in the direction of the stairs.
Not sparing him a second glance i walked into class and sat in my normal seat. Which just so happens to be towards the back of the class, but not in the very back.
The bell rang again and i noticed that jimin wasn't here. Hmmm he was just here I wonder were he wen- My thoughts got interrupted by the smaller entering the class.
The boy was wearing that smile but after he apologized and took his seat in the back of the room. It faded .
This wasn't the first time I've noticed this, and it made me wonder if the boy was really okay. But it's none of my business anyway so I should ignore it.
Our eyes locked momentarily, and for a minute my heart stopped. Turning my head i break the scene as my gaze goes back to the front of the class.
Wow I've never felt that in my heart.... what was it?
The remainder of the class i stayed in my thoughts, like most times, and once class was over I watched as jimin gathered his things and exited the room.
The boy not lifting his head until he was out of class. The same forced smile painted on. "Hey jeongguk lets go" The blue haired male says standing outside of my classroom door. "okay"
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Lunch had arrived and the dark haired male and blue haired male made their way into the lunchroom.
Kids were gossiping with there friends just like usual.
Today jeongguk was feeling more down than usual because of the events that took place in the morning; So while his friends including taehyung were chatting he left the table without eating and walked outside.
On the outside of the cafeteria there was a patio attached to the school, and since it was really hot outside no kids were out there.
Taking advantage jeongguk sat down in a small secluded, but shaded area. Before he realized it small tears were running down his cheek.
"Um-m are you okay?" Jeongguk hears a soft voice ask. The taller quickly opens his eyes and wipes away his tears with the collar of his shirt. "Yes I'm fine" the boy replies finally looking up at the figure in front of him. Jimin. "Sorry I got to go" the taller says picking himself up off the floor.
"Also jimin could you please not tell anyone you saw me........you know" the boy moves his hand up to his face. "Sure" The smaller says before jeongguk walked back inside.
A confused jimin say there wondering, in the same spot that the taller was in previously, what could have been wrong with him. "It's none of my business" the boy mummers before heading back into the crowded building.
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JMs POV~~~
"Where were you jimin? Hoseok yells across the table as I sit. "Just uhh-h talking to my teacher." My gaze moves from my uneaten food to the table behind Hoseok. Me and jeongguk spare a quick glance before he mouthed a «thank you», and then turned his attention back to his friends.
"Oh okay. Well let's go to the homecoming game." Hoseok suggests. Making me and the other male groan. "Do we have to" yoongi asks with a disgusted tone. "Come on it's our last year." Hoseok says jumping up and down.
"Okay fine" me and the quiet male say in unison as Hoseok tries to pull us into a hug.
I was a bit worried because the game doesn't end until late, and I'm scared for what my parent might do when I get home. But I can't let them down... so I will just take the beating if I have too.
"You okay?" Yoongi whispers. "Yes of course, let's have fun" I said putting on a soft smile.
"So can i go over to one of y'all's houses until the game starts?" Hoseok finally calms down and sits. "Sure, you both can come to mine." The boy says with a huge smile. The sight making me give a small but genuine one in return.
"Okay just pick us up after school then" Yoongi says taking another bite of his sandwich.
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After lunch everyone went back to class. Jimin to dance, and jeongguk to art. The max amount of classes one could have is 8, but mostly all seniors have 6.
So after dance the smaller stood wating for his friends. Meanwhile jeongguk walked out of art and spotted jimin. Not wanting to leave the boy alone for some reason the boy stood there until he was picked up. He then made his way in the direction of Jin-hyungs house on foot.
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Maybe i could just jump down into the water and end all my suffering. These thoughts were constanty stiring in my mind, creeping up on me, making me feel wothless, making me want to chose this way. A small part of me yearned to live, but not this life.
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Ughhhhhhhhhhh I' think I've cried every chapter...