Edited.

Warning: Violent Actions Are Seen

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You woke up early in the morning.

Your eyes opened and felt sore and dry after crying for so long last night.

You began to push your body up to a sitting position on the bed, only for a grunt to fall from your lips.

You lifted your top and it revealed a large bruise showing prominently on your stomach.

You then looked at your wrist. The one that you took the bandage off of yesterday and then Jimin saw.

And then you collapsed back down on your bed.

Great, now he's back swarming your thoughts.

You were furious at him for leaving you like that.

But he might of had something urgent to do.

Or he was running to have fun with Alex.

...If you catch my meaning.

You pushed the thoughts out of your head and began getting ready for school.

You tip-toed down the hallway, trying to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking your father up.

You heard faint voices from the living room and the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

You gently continued forward.

You peeped your head into the room and saw that your father left the television on.

Oh great, an even bigger electric bill, you thought.

You switched it off and turned around to leave the room.

"Where were you last night?" The figure you have been trying to avoid said, leaning against the wall at the entrance to the room.

"I had to work a little later than usual" you said shortly, feeling your hands begin to shake.

You didn't have to work later, what took you so long to come to the house was walking with Jimin.

You strolled home with Jimin, where as usually you would speed home, with no delays.

"Are they going to pay you overtime for working extra hours?" He said advancing him toward you.

"Eh-I-I don't know" you said, looking at your shoes.

"What do you mean you don't know?" He said, yanking your hair back, leaving you to hiss in pain.

Tears begin to prickle in your eyes but you don't let them fall.

"I'm sorry" you whimper.

He let's go of your hair and as soon as he does, he backhands you across your cheek.

He had a ring on and due to the pressure at which he slapped you, it cut your lip.

He looked at you as you cradled your cheek.

"Pathetic" he scoffed and made his way back to his room to the woman he had brought home yesterday.

Once he was out of sight, you finally let your tears fall.

You fell into another pit of depression and you let all your emotions get the best of you.

You quickly ran over to a mirror that was in the hallway and saw that your lip was bleeding from the cut.

You quickly wiped your tears away with your sleeve and noticed the redness that was left on your cheek.

You gently grazed your finger over the redness and jerked a little from the sting.

You let your hair cover the sides of your face and you would just have to look down for the rest of the day as you didn't have time to try hide it now.

What you did do though, was bring  more bandages for your wrist.

You then grabbed your school bag and your bag that had your uniform for work and left the house.

You tried to re-wrap your wrist as you walked to school.

Which was easier said than done.

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You arrived at school later than usual, due to the few incidents you had this morning.

You were still early though.

You walked inside the building and went to your locker. You took books you needed including the book you've been reading in your spare time, which you had recently finished.

You then decided to take a detour to the school library to return the book and get a new one that would hopefully keep your interest.

You entered the library and returned your old book and then began looking for a new one.

You ran your fingers of the spines of the books, scanning the titles and seeing if any of them catch your attention.

You turned the corner and was shocked to see a couple heavily making out.

The girl was laying down on the table and the guy was on top of her.

And thank god his pants were still on him.

It was then that the guy turned his head slightly and you could identify his profile.

And undoubtedly, it's Jimin.

You scurried away before they could catch you.

You closed the door of the library and immediately felt the need to vomit.

You decided to just go to class and maybe do a bit of doodling or something instead, but you weren't going back in there.

You entered the classroom and saw three other students were already there and you made your way to the back of the classroom where you always sit.

You sat down and tried to erase your memory of what you saw only a few moments ago.

Seconds go by like centuries and before you know it, the classroom fills with students.

And that's when you hear it.

The voice that makes you want to cut your ears off.

Alex.

She enters the classroom, her hand in Jimin's and makes her way over to her group of "friends" and sat down near them.

Jimin of course sat at the chair beside hers.

You couldn't tear your eyes away, seeing Alex playfully put her hand on his chest or his bicep as they talked.

You scowled but shook your attention away and began doodling on your textbook.

You heard Alex laugh loudly again and you glanced over to her, only to see her laughing at one of the people around her.

But you also find Jimin looking at you his eyes were squinting a bit, but they quickly widened.

You began to panic, thinking that he was looking at you that way because of you looking at their group or perhaps he thought you were eavesdropping.

You returned your focus back to your drawings before anything else could go wrong.

But lucky, the teacher walked into the classroom and called for everyone's attention so that she could start the class.

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You put some books in your locker and went to go up to the rooftop to eat your lunch in peace. As you were walking, something caught your eye.

Rain.

Heavy rain.

Pouring from the heavens.

You sighed and your shoulders slumped down. You thought about an alternative but nothing came to mind.

And that's when you knew, that you would have to do the worst thing imaginable.

Sit at the cafeteria.

You took out the money that Jimin gave you as a tip and took out a small sum for you to get a drink at the vending machine.

Then you would enter the cafeteria.

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So there you sat, in the middle of the loud, annoying hall, watching as obnoxious teenagers acted like children.

You gave up on trying to get any homework done a long time ago. You couldn't focus on anything.

You just read the ingredients in your sprite, over and over and over again.

You didn't want to glance around in case someone caught you staring at them.

So you sipped your drink and munched on your apple.

Well, that was until-

"Hey! Long time no see!" You were startled from reading the can of sprite.

"Oh, hi Jackson" you said politely as he smiled. "How was your vacation?"

Jackson was a pastry chef at the cafe. Which you would totally never guess from looking at him. You would guess he is like a gym instructor or something, but in all honesty, he was pretty talented in the kitchen.

"Good! Seven of us ended up camping at the beach, it was wild" he said recalling the memory.

"That's nice"

And then you both continued to chat and gossip about work and your fellow classmates. You and Jackson were never extremely close, you both just got along.

"So tell me" he began. "What's the deal with you and Park?" He asked.

"Jimin?" He nodded. "Nothing, I don't know him that well" you said.

"Oh really?" He quirked an eyebrow. "So why is he glaring at us?" He asked.

You turned your head toward his table.

A.K.A. - the popular table.

And as expected, he was looking and he looked angry. It's almost as if he was at the point of being furious.

His eyebrows were furrowed and he was biting the inside of his cheek.

Damn.

He wasn't mad at you, right?

Because he has no right to be.

You replied. "We were friends for like two days, that's kind of done with now though" you explained, turning your gaze away from the prying eyes.

Jackson felt a bit of relief.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He offered.

You perked up and shook your head. "Definitely not, I'm really not bothered to. But thank you Jackson" you said with a kind smile that he returned one back to.

"Where are you going?" He asked, seeing you pack your things up.

"To class" you said shortly.

"But you're early"

"I know" you smiled weakly.

You stood up and made your way out of the room.

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You were sitting in the classroom in which you had math in. You were there early, as per usual, and you had gotten a book from the library when you were fully certain that it wasn't...occupied.

You were currently sitting in your seat, the book flat on the desk as you read while moving your sore wrist in slow circular motions to help strengthen the muscle.

You were too immersed in the story that you didn't even hear the classroom door open.

In fact, it wasn't until someone slammed your book closed that you realized you weren't alone.

"Who did it?" Jimin asked, clearly angry.

"Excuse me?"

"Your lip is cut y/n. And it's not a scratch, it's a deep cut" he explained. "And your cheek is irritated and inflamed" his voice is now becoming softer.

"It shouldn't matter to you" you said, your eyebrows furrowed.

"Well it does, so tell me" he said, pulling a chair over to sit in front of you.

"Why should I? Just for me to fall for your sick joke so you can run away to Alex again?" You rolled your eyes. "Please, spare me the embarrassment" you said in an angry tone.

Jimin's face fell.

"Please know that I feel awful about what I did last night and that Alex really doesn't compare to my friendship with you. I don't even like her" he admits.

You rolled your eyes. "Oh really? It didn't seem like that this morning in the library" you scoffed.

His eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

"You were spying on me?" He whispered.

"Spying on you? Please! I was walking into a PUBLIC school library to EXCHANGE a book when I stumbled across whatever you and your love bird were doing" you explained.

"Oh" is all that fell from his lips.

You were saved by an angel, known as Jackson Wang.

He entered the classroom even though his class wasn't here.

"So you really weren't lying, when you said you go to class early" he smiled and you nodded.

And it was almost immediately at the sound of Jackson's voice that Jimin's jaw clenched.

"Wow trust issues much?" You joked leading him to laugh.

"Only with you" he winked and you both laughed.

Then Jackson decided I introduce himself.

"Hey, I'm Jackson" Jackson greeted, holding out his hand.

"Jimin" is all he said, ignoring Jackson's hand.

"Okay" he began, retracting his hand. "How do you know y/n? I work with her" he said sweetly.

Jimin didn't break eye contact with you.

"It's a complicated story" is all he said as an answer, his eyes still lost in yours.

"Okay" Jackson answered. "I'll see you later y/n" Jackson smiled and you nodded.

Jackson then left the room, leaving you back alone with an intimidating Jimin.

Jimin shook his head, his expression still annoyed.

"So you're dating him now?" He quirked an eyebrow.

"Jackson?" You asked. "No way, I hardly even know the guy, I met him through work" you explained. "Why are you so meddlesome?"

"I'm just curious" he mumbled.

"Yeah, because that's so believable" you scoffed. "It's almost like your jealous" you tease.

He perked up at your words.

"No, definitely not" he defended.

"Right~" you chuckle.

"There is still 15 minutes until class starts. Let's play a game" he said, smirking mischievously.

And just like that, your forgot all about being mad at him. It's like he had some sort of power over you.

"I know I'm going to regret saying this but what game did you have in mind?"

"truth or truth" he said and his smirk began to grow.

"Yeah, not happening" you said, turning back to your homework.

"Just think about it Muffin, you get to ask me a question." Your head immediately turned to look at his.

And it was as easy as that, he knew you would agree.

"Okay, fine, but please don't ask me any questions you wanted me to answer yesterday about my life and stuff" you said, trying to make yourself clear.

"Okay deal, I'll go first" Jimin said looking smug. "Do you have a crush on Jackson?"

"No" you said blatantly, but he didn't seem quite convinced.

"Answer honestly y/n" he said.

"I am" you press.

"Okay fine" he said. He looked happy, as if he was satisfied with your answer.

"Were you jealous a few minutes ago about me and Jackson?"

Jimin sighs "wow, you're annoying" he rolled his eyes. "Maybe" he said, his cheeks tinting.

"Do you have a crush?" He asked, switching the attention off of him.

"N-no" you hesitated.

And Jimin seemed to notice your hesitation and a spark of happiness fused inside of you.

"I'm sorry, but I really need to ask this" you began. "Why did you run away from me yesterday"

He goes silent until a thought pops into his mind.

"Since I can't ask you a particular question, you can't ask me that one. It's only fair. Try a different question"

You rolled your eyesbecause you wanted to know the answer to that more then anything else. But you asked a different question anyways.

"Ok fine. Do you like Alex?"

"No" he said without hesitation.

"Wait then why are you going out with her?" You asked bewildered.

"Well firstly, just to clarify about this morning, we were only a making out nothing more. And if you must know our dads are partners at a company and they think it would look better if their kids were together. It would make their company bond look 'stronger' I guess" he said in a mono tone.

"Wait so even if you fell in love with someone, you would still have to date her?"

"Yeah, pretty much and I have to look like I enjoy it and I have to-" he shifts in his spot, you can see his discomfort before he started speaking again, "please her when ever she likes if you get what I mean..."

"Yes, yes I understand" you said quickly, trying to avoid the awkward conversation that would follow.

You saw a group of people enter the room and Jimin stood up to walk to his assigned desk.

"Well, I will see you later" he smiled gently.

"I'm meeting you later?" You asked confused.

"N-no, but I was thinking that maybe I could walk you home again"

"Not a chance"

"Why not?" He got defensive.

"What? So you an just leave me there and run away again? Sorry Jimin, but I'm not going through that again. That was so humiliating" you said, your tone sounding pissed off.

"And I stayed up all night thinking about how I left you there, y/n I'm so sorry. When I came into the classroom and saw you with that cut I became furious with myself thinking that if I was there that wouldn't have happened. So I'm never leaving you walk home again." He vowed to you.

You could see how sincerely was. He really did mean it and that just made you feel bad for what you said.

"Trust me you wouldn't have seen it anyways it was probably better that you didn't come to the house or you would have seen it happen" you said absentmindedly.

His face turns in realisation

"It happened at your house?" he whispers.

Your eyes widened after realising what you had just told him.

"N-no I wasn't t-talking about getting injured I was talking about something else" your eyes display panic.

"Your mom died two years ago and you have no siblings, It had to have been your dad" his eyes were wide as he unfolded the story.

Meanwhile, your heart was going a million miles a minute and you felt like you could vomit at any minute.

"Are you hearing yourself your crazy" you interject.

"You aren't going home" he spoke.

"What?"

"Your not going back to that place"

"Jimin do you hear yourself?"

By now most of the students are in the classroom talking amongst themselves and then Alex walks in.

Oh wow, this is just fucking perfect.

"Jiminie~" her voice hollered.

She struts over to Jimin and kisses him.

He looks like he's in agony.

You couldn't help but look down at your shoes and play with your fingers. Anything but to look up and see them together.

"And why are you here?"

"I'm in this class with you" you replied as it's obvious.

"I meant with Jimin" she said. You didn't want to get Jimin in trouble so you weren't going to say that he started talking to you because that was just stir up too much drama.

"I thought it would be a good idea to-" you started.

"I came over to her Alex" Jimin interjected and sighed.

"You don't need to cover for her baby" she said to Jimin.

"I'm not covering for her" he defended. "I came into the class early and sat down to talk to her because she's a friend of mine"

"Oh you're friends now?" The anger in her eyes growing and her fists are clenched.

"Yeah we are" you said with a smile as you loved to watch her squirm. Jimin just smiled seeing you enjoying this so much.

"Oh well fine then I think I'll go sit beside Kelly for this class so you two can be together considering you are so friendly now" she says waiting for Jimin to tell her to stay.

But he doesn't.

Instead he says "Oh great, thanks Alex" and he goes around the desk to sit beside you. Alex's mouth drops as she can't believe what she's hearing and seeing. She walks off in a huff after saying "by the way, I don't know if you noticed, but your blush skills are weak, you literally only did one cheek, dumbass" she scoffs before leaving.

You just glared at her, but then turned to Jimin and smiled proudly at him for standing up for himself when she tried to pry him away from you.

"Okay that was the best thing I have ever seen" you exclaim. "But aren't you going to get in trouble now?" You asked worried.

"No, Alex's Dad is nice and if she tells him anything he would just tell her to suck it up for my sake, because he thinks I like her and if I try tell him otherwise my dad would punish me. Her dad is only keeping this going because he thinks we both want it. So if she tells him that I would rather sit with you then her, he would realise that I don't like her and would call the whole thing off. And she wants to stay together with me so she wouldn't do that"

"That's shit" you deadpan and Jimin laughs at how straightforward you are.

"If I had a shot I would drink to that" he admits.

"But then why do you have to pleasure her? Because if you just say no she would tell her dad and he would think you wouldn't like her, right?"

"My Dad makes me do those things" he rubs his eyes.

"Wait, so he tells you when to have sex with her?" He nods his head in embarrassment.

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that" you say, feeling sorry for him.

"It's fine" he smiles gently and then the teacher then walks in cutting Jimin off.

Your mood has been completely changed.

And all you can think about how you always thought that Jimin's life was perfect compared to yours, but in reality it was just as sucky as yours.

"Don't think I've forgotten about your dad" is the last thing he whispered before focusing back on the class.

And your stomach dropped.

TBC

A/N: hello! I hope you like the chapter!

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