Jungkook's POV

The second he stormed off crying the guilt finally hit me.

What the fuck was I doing!?

How could I hurt him and make him cry like that after promising myself I'd spend every moment protecting him and making him happy!?

Even if I didn't see what I'd done wrong I should have understood why he was upset and just apologised anyway...

But there's no use following after him now, I'll give him some space... then I'll apologise.

Jimin's POV

His cold hands touched my skin, they touched everywhere...

I couldn't stop him, every muscle in my body was tensed and my eyes were frozen open, staring at nothing in particular, my mind had gone blank... I had become void of any emotion other than pure fear.

His lips on my stomach.

His hands on my thighs.

I was cold, and alone, and terrified.

"Stop." I finally managed to get my voice to work. Though quiet, he still heard it, he paused for a moment to look up at me.

"Oh Jimin, you don't mean that, you've been letting me have my way up until now, you're clearly enjoying it." He countered before moving up to suck on my collarbone, I pushed at him though he wouldn't budge.

"Please..." I said as loud as I could, my voice hoarse from the dryness of my throat.

"No Jimin. I know what's best for you. Just trust me and shut up!" He shouted and I flinched. His hand groped me through my boxers, I gasped and shoved him harder than I had before.

My hands were shaking violently and here was no chance I was standing up.

I felt so dizzy and every part of my body was tired from my continuous rigid tensing. "I said STOP!" I shouted louder and he stormed towards me.

He shoved me onto my back on his desk and climbed on top of me, his legs straddling my hips.

I continuously shouted "no" or "stop", trying my hardest to push him off of me but he was much stronger, pinning my arms beside me and biting different areas of my flesh.

When all hope seemed to be lost, and I decided there was no more hope in resisting, since nobody could hear my calls.

It appeared someone actually had.

I couldn't turn my head to look but the classroom door burst open.

"What the fuck is going on in here!? Get off of him!" A voice I knew all too well screamed at Mr. Wang.

The man above me just laughed, "now boy, you don't want to ruin this for me, I could ruin a lot for you." He replied sinisterly.

"I can report you for sexual harassment, in fact even once you are off of him I'll still do that anyway! You asshole!" The voice had gotten closer and it was angrier... it's actually the most scared I've ever felt of that voice... which is surprising really.

"Now young Mr. Min, who would believe your word over mine, after everything you've done at this school, I don't think anyone would believe a word you spewed about me." Despite arguing with Yoongi, Mr. Wang did begin to release my wrists and climb off of me.

I didn't sit up or move at all, I was still shaking, frozen in fear.

"Jimin will tell them. Did you honestly think you could get away with this?" Yoongi questioned now with a slight laugh.

"Yes. I do believe I will get away with this. Look at him, Yoongi. He's not going to be doing anything anything soon, he's a terrified mess, there's no chance of him explaining anything to anyone." Jackson came over to me again and I screwed my eyes closed, not wanting to see his face in front of my own again.

I felt his fingertips slowly graze my stomach and I flinched, my breathing beginning to quicken once again.

"Get your fucking hands off of him!" Yoongi growled and the next thing I could hear was fighting, punch after punch and each of them taking turns to groan in pain.

I shakily rolled onto my side, facing away from them, bringing my knees into my chest and holding my eyes closed, for once praying that Min Yoongi would win the fight.

I don't know how long they fought for, their shouts of anger faded into nothing as I completely blanked once again.

I was brought back from my void plane of thoughts and emotions by that voice again.

But this time less angry, more concerned, worried, frightened even.

"Jimin...? Are you okay?" Yoongi softly called from behind me, luckily I was still in my underwear...

I couldn't bring myself to reply to him, instead another sob left me as tears trickled down my face again, I was surprised I had anything left to cry with.

"I'm so sorry Jimin. For everything, everything I ever did to you, and I'm also sorry I couldn't stop this from happening sooner." He mumbled and I gradually sat back up on the desk.

He collected my clothes from the floor and handed them to me.

I shakily began covering myself up as we stood in silence.

I finally looked at him.

His face was cut and bruised, but nothing like how Mr. Wang looked on the floor.

I gulped as the feeling of nausea hit me again.

"Thank you..." I mumbled, I looked up into his eyes and they began watering.

Min Yoongi, crying...

"Please don't thank me, I'm so so sorry... come on, I'll take you home." He wiped his tears and grabbed my bag for me.

"N-no, um... can you please take me to Jungkook's house?" I asked and he nodded.

I followed him out of the building.

Sure we got some stares since it was just nearing the end of break time, but everyone knows never to question Yoongi.

I think they were just confused by me following along behind him.

Luckily I didn't see any of my friends, or Jungkook.

I think I would have broken down again if I had.

Yoongi took me his way to exit the school grounds round the back of the field, where the fence stopped and a line of bushes were supposed to stop us from leaving, but they weren't hard to get through.

Both of us were silent the whole journey to Jungkook's.

I couldn't get the disgusting feeling off of my body.

I had been touched by someone...

Someone other than the boy I love.

Someone every inch of me hated to be touched by.

Part of me was terrified of what people would think when they got into his classroom... Tae, Kyungsoo, Namjoon... They're all in my English class.

They'll probably all be there soon, and start freaking out about his unconscious bloody body on the floor...

And the second Mr. Wang wakes up he's going to make up some crazy story about how Yoongi attacked him for no reason...

I'm going to have to say something... as terrified as I am, it's not fair for Yoongi to get in trouble for helping me, I'll have to back him up and explain that Jackson sexually assaulted me...

I can't stop thinking about it, but it's making me sick to my core. I hate thinking about that feeling I just want to pretend it never happened but I can't!

I wish I'd never gotten jealous of Jungkook and Jieun in the first place...

I'm so pathetic.

"Well, we're here." Yoongi's voice broke my thoughts.

We made our way up to Jungkook's front door before I turned to face the boy who had cause me torment for so long, and yet I now felt so unbelievably grateful for him being here.

"Thank you Yoongi. And please, stop apologising for everything, I've forgiven you, I believe that you're sorry and I understand. It's all okay, and thank you for bringing me here too. I promise I'll explain everything I need to." I reassured him.

"Thank you so much Jimin. I'm sorr- oh... right. Well, I just hope we can at least be okay now, I'm not expecting you to want to be friends or anything and I probably won't be coming back to school anyway since I'll be expelled for beating up an 'innocent' teacher... but if they do believe you, then thank you for not hating me, and wanting to get revenge or whatever." He smiled at me and it was the first time I'd seen him genuinely smile.

"You should smile more. And of course I'd like to be friends, I'll have to explain everything to Jungkook, if he'll let me... but I'm sure we can sort everything out and it'll all be great. I should probably get inside and figure out what I'm supposed to say... thank you again, I'm assuming Jungkook has your number, so I'll talk to you at some point and tell you whats happening."

"Thank you Jimin. I'm sorry." He apologised one final time after me telling him he didn't have to, before ismiling softly, and walking away.

The moment I closed Jungkook's front door behind me I broke into tears again.

The feeling just wouldn't leave me alone.

That feeling of being completely hopeless.

And all the "what if"s running around my head.

What if Yoongi had never heard me.

What if Yoongi had heard and decided not to help.

What if nobody had stopped it... and he got his own way with me...

I hate it. But I can't get rid of it.

As I sat against Jungkook's front door, a crying shaking mess, I was interrupted by a very concerned familiar female voice.

"Jimin-oppa? Are you okay?"

I looked up and shook my head weakly, "I'm sorry you have to see me like this Momo, I just need to be alone until Jungkook's home, I'll go to his room just don't worry." I sniffles out and she stood frowning in sympathy at me.

"As long as you're sure... I'm sorry for whatever has happened." The girl stroked my shoulder and I automatically flinched, in turn frightening her into completely retracting her hand.

I sighed and attempted to wipe my tears before going up into Jungkook's bedroom.

I slumped down onto his soft bedsheets and was immediately engulfed by his smell.

The comfort both made my heart ache but also soothed me.

With dried tear streaks and a pained chest I somehow managed to drift off into sleep, surrounded by dreadful memories but also by what fought them... the thoughts of the boy I loved.

~ after Jiminie's much needed catnap ~

I was awoken very abruptly by a loud, extremely worried shout of my name...

"Jimin!? What the hell are you doing here I've been calling and texting all day I was looking everywhere for you and it turns out you're just at my house!?" Jungkook was crouched beside me with tears in his eyes as I was shaken awake.

"I thought something awful had happened to you, have you been here all day? Have you even heard about what happened at school?" He was frantically asking me questions, not even realising how much I was shaking or the dried tears on my face.

"Jimin? Hello? Earth to Jimin? What's wrong?" He caught on to my off behaviour and sat beside me on his bed.

He placed his palm on my thigh and I jolted away from his touch.

"Jimin? Baby? Please talk to me, oh god is it about earlier? Look I'm so sorry Jimin I felt bad as soon as you walked away I'm an idiot for not realising how it had upset you and especially after worrying about you so much this afternoon I've really realised how much of a jerk I was and I'm so sorry for that but baby please talk to me." He begged and reached to hold my hands but the second his skin made contact with mine, it was like this sickening feeling like insects crawling up my body and I once again flinched and moved away from his hands.

"I-I-I'm... S-Sorry-y..." I stuttered out in my shaky breaths, "what? What do you mean Jimin-ah you have nothing to be sorry about, please look at me at least." His eyes were getting teary again as I turned to face him.

"What's happened Jiminie please tell me, you're scaring me, why won't you let me hold your hands?" His expression was the most upset and desperate I'd seen since the day we were crying in the rain on the school field... when he was begging for me to not leave him again. Even though I couldn't remember the first time...

"Did you hear about your English teacher? Yoongi beat him up and has been excluded. The poor guy was found bloody and unconscious, he has to go to the hospital." Jungkook continued explaining calmly to me.

And suddenly I felt sick.

"Poor guy."

I rushed to my feet and ran to bathroom to throw up in the toilet.

Jungkook hurriedly followed me in there now seemingly even more worried than before.

"Oh my god Jimin seriously please tell me what's going on what's wrong what's happened to you!?" By this point he was crying as he stood behind me, I turned to face him again and could see his hands awkwardly fiddling, I knew he was trying to hold back from touching me and that made me start crying again.

"I d-don't know if I c-can... t-talk about it." I stuttered again before bringing myself back into my feet and splashing my face with water from the sink.

"I don't want to pressure you Jiminie but I need to know, just come and sit back down and I won't say anything, I won't touch you, we'll just sit and you can take some deep breaths and try and talk to me? Okay?" He pleaded again and I nodded weakly.

We both sat in silence on his soft bedding, for about, 10 minutes.

Before I finally found myself able to talk.

"I don't want to give details, please don't make me give details." I looked up to his eyes and he nodded, "I would never make you do something that I didn't think would help you." He spoke gently in such a soothing tone that it willed me to keep going.

"He's not a poor guy." I began and Jungkook frowned but allowed me to elaborate, "After we fought, I somehow found myself automatically walking to, h-his, classroom. I think it was because he was the only other person I knew and thought I trusted who wasn't already sitting outside with you."

I paused to take another few breaths and Jungkook just continued to sit patiently listening, "I explained what had happened and h-he suggested he would give me some English tutoring to take my mind off our argument. B-but, turns out, he d-didn't really want to tutor me." I felt another tear roll down my cheek and the nauseous feeling return.

"Jungkook I really don't think I can do this." I sobbed slightly and he just looked so lost and worried, "Please jimin you're doing so well I know you're strong enough to keep talking as hard as it is for you." I could tell how badly he wanted to just cradle me in his arms but was frightened to even sit closer than about a metre away.

I calmed myself down again and decided that the best way to do it would be to just spit it all out at once and don't even think about it, "He touched me Jungkook. He touched me in ways that I thought only you would ever touch me. And if it weren't for Yoongi then he may have even been able to..."

I couldn't finish my sentence before breaking down into sobs that wracked my body.

By this point I don't think Jungkook could have possibly stopped himself from wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his lap to start rocking me.

"Shhh, Jiminie you are so unbelievably strong, I'm so proud of you and I love you so much. I hate to see you this way and I'm just... I'm just-"

Now he couldn't even finish talking as his body heaved with his cries, "I'm so sorry I wasn't there, I should have fucking been there! It's all my fault... if I had just said sorry straight away you wouldn't have even gone there. It's all my fucking fault I'm so sorry. I swore I'd do everything I could to protect you after your accident and I failed I'm so sorry."

He couldn't stop apologising and crying and shouting at himself, I was shaking in his grasp, I still felt the awful stinging sensation on every part of my body he was touching, but I knew it was soothing him so I let it happen.

"I-it's not y-your fault. He had been talking to me a-about p-private tutoring for ages, I would have s-said yes at some point anyway." I managed to explain but he still continued to blame himself.

"And Yoongi saved you? Of all people it was him? And now he's in trouble for it too!? That sick bastard of a man should be killed!" Jungkook suddenly lost all his sadness and I could see the anger in his eyes as he let go if me and stood from the bed.

"That fucking asshole!" He was pacing the room, tugging on his hair.

"J-Jungkook stop!" I called and he froze, "please just can we forget about it, I just want to forget about it." I cried and he came straight back over to hold me.

"I... I need to talk to Yoongi." He then said as we were hugging. "As soon as I heard what had happened, or well what they said happened... I mean, Yoongi owned up to it how was I supposed to know... but I got so mad at him, I thought he had just crossed the line one last time and I spoke so lowly of him right to his face... when in reality he'd just saved the love of my life from..." he stopped to take a deep breath and started shaking his head.

"I need to go and see him, will you come with me?" He asked and I reluctantly nodded.

I couldn't believe Yoongi had just owned up to it... I promised him I'd explain everything.

And now he's in trouble because of me.

I turned to face Jungkook as we sat in his car on the way to Yoongi's house, "I promised Yoongi I would tell everyone what happened so he wouldn't get in trouble for something that wasn't his fault... but it's too late now isn't it... I fucked up..." I mumbled.

"What Jimin no of course not! None of this is your fault at all, we'll talk to Yoongi and if you can't do it then Yoongi and I will explain to the teachers. Whether they believe it or not is their own decision." Jungkook reassured me.

I just have to try and stay strong.

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A.N.

Omggggg

I'm sorry for leaving this on a cliffhanger for soooo long but hey this parts up now and I'm sorry if this upset anyone but I will promise you all now that the rest of the plans that I do have for this story are ALLLLLL GOOD THINGS.

No more sadness hopefullyyyyy 🙏🏼

Although I do believe that "soon" the book will be ending.

I say "soon" cause it won't really be soon with how long I take to update but... in like 5 or less chapters... probably... 😬🤷🏼‍♀️

Anywayyy thank you so much for your patience as usual and I hope this chapter was okayyyy?

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