"Did you break up with him?" Siwoo asked me. we were in the cafe.
"Yes, I did." I told him.
"Good. You didn't tell him anything did you?"
He asked.
"No." I whispered.
"Good. Now, let's eat."
The whole time he talked to me about his dumb ass life problems. I thought about ways that I could end this. But I didn't want to risk getting hit or anyone knowing about me and Jungkook.
After I finished my muffin, we left the cafe and went back to the abandoned apartment building.
"You're so damn sexy." He whispered, kissing my lips. I didn't resist.
But then he slid his hand under my dress. I pushed his hand away.
"Stop." I hissed.
"Come on." He said in anger, putting his hand under my dress again.
"I said stop!" I yelled. And he punched me in my face, making me fall to the ground.
"Don't raise your voice at me, bitch." He yelled.
"Please, stop doing this." I cried.
"Shut the fuck up." He rolled his eyes and kicked my stomach.
"Shit." I grunted. My eyes flushed with tears.
"You're stubborn. Get up." He yelled.
I quickly got up before he could hit me again.
"Fuck me, now." He demanded.
I didn't know what to do, nor was I ever put in a position like this. I had no idea who to turn to or what to do.
So I let him has his way with me. I didn't engage in it. But he fucked me long and hard and I hated myself more and more with each thrust.
"Meet me here again tomorrow." Siwoo demanded after he was done. I pulled my clothes back on.
"Okay." I muttered.
"See ya." He said and then walked out, leaving me.
I cried for countless hours. I wasn't able to get up.
I finally left the apartment building. I walked to the nursing building.
"Oh goodness, what happened honey?" An old woman asked when I walked in.
"I fell." I croaked out and she walked me to a room.
"Sweetie, what really happened?" She asked.
"I just fell. I was.. Drunk." I told her.
"Okay. Well, we'll get this bandaged up."
"Thank you." I whispered.
She bandaged the cuts on my face and told me that the bruises would heal in about a week or so.
I left the nursing office and went to the dorm. Sam was out with tae, as usual. I sat down and thought of a good plan to fix this.
I decided I needed to take a risk. So I texted Jungkook.
Meet me at McDonald's down the street tomorrow at 9:00am, please. -y/n.
A few minutes later he texted me back.
Okay, I'm worried about you. -Jungkook.
I replied.
I'll explain tomorrow. Goodnight. -y/n.
I put down my phone and laid down. I quickly fell asleep.
I took a shower and tried covering my bruises with makeup. I failed. They were dark and harsh. But it was 8:30am and I needed to leave. I rushed out of the from building and got a cab.
When I got to McDonald's Jungkook was already waiting for me at a booth. I quickly walked over to him and sat down.
"Oh my gosh, y/n. Your face." He said with worry in his eyes.
"I know." I whispered.
"Who the fuck is doing this?" He yelled.
"Shh, don't draw attention. I need you to help me. I'm not supposed to be talking to you. Siwoo sent me a CD of me and you at the library. He knows. We didn't delete it properly. He said he deleted it from the computer, but he saved his own CD of it. He said he'll show it to everyone if I didn't go out with him and break up with you." I explained.
"What the fuck?! Why do you have bruises all over your face though?" He asked in anger.
"He.. hits me. When I reuse to have sex with him, he hits me." I started to cry.
"I'm going to kill this sorry son of a bitch!" He yelled.
"Stop yelling. please." I whispered.
"He hit you!" He yelled again.
"Stop. Please."
"We have to do something."
"I know. I'm working on it. Just meet me at his from building tomorrow at 12:00pm. I'm going to try to seduce him and get the CD and his laptop. When I run out, all I need you to do is help me ran away without getting caught." I explained.
"I'll do more than that." He said with anger.
Hey, I'm in the mood. (; can I come over? -y/n.
I texted siwoo. He quickly replied.
Sure baby, come over to the dorm. -siwoo
It was 11:45pm.
I quickly ran to his dorm building and went to his dorm room. I knocked on the door.
"Hey baby." He said when he opened the door.
"Hey." I smiled.
Keep acting. You'll be okay.
"Come in." He offered and I immediately saw his laptop.
As soon as he shut the door, he came on to me. Kissing me.
"Oh, hey. I actually forgot, one of your buddies in the dorm in the first hallway told me to tell you, they need you."
"Hmm, that's weird. But I'll be right back." He kissed me as walked out.
I looked at the clock. 12:00pm.
I grabbed the laptop and opened the CD compartment. Sure enough the CD was in there. I quickly shut it and ran out of the dorm room. I ran down the hallway and busted through the doors. Jungkook was there.
"Hurry, let's go!" I yelled, but he didn't move.
"No."
"Jungkook, we gotta go. Let's go!" I yelled.
Just then. Siwoo bursted through the doors.
"Get your ass over here." Siwoo yelled at me.
I stopped in my footsteps.
"Y/n run to my apartment as fast as you can," He handed me the key. "Go!" Jungkook yelled and I ran as fast as I possibly could. But, I stopped around a corner to see what would happen. I peeked my head towards them. Nobody was around.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Siwoo yelled in disbelief.
"That's the same question I should be asking you. You hit her, why the hell would you hit her?" Jungkook said this calmly.
Siwoo went over to Jungkook and tried to punch him, but Jungkook managed to block his fist.
"I wanted her man. Why do you think I asked her out? I mean hell, nobody has fucked her, so of course I was trying to. But the. The bitch doesn't call me back. So I took matters into my own hands. And guess what? I got what I wanted. Because I fucked her in her tight little pu-" His words were interrupted when Jungkook punched siwoo in his face, once, twice, and three times.
Siwoo is on the ground now and Jungkook screamed down to him, towering over him.
"Don't talk about her like that. And so help me to God, if you ever lay a hand on her again, I will kill you!" He yelled.
"Fine, fuck that. I'll just tell everyone you guys are dating." Siwoo said, getting to his feet.
"Yeah, tell everyone we're dating and y/n will press charges. You'll go to jail for six years," Jungkook smirked. "How about that?" He said sarcastically.
"She doesn't have proof." Siwoo said now. rubbing his shirt.
"She does." Jungkook said back to him.
"Fine. Whatever." Siwoo yelled and looked into the distance, meeting my eyes. "Looks like your girl doesn't know how to listen." He said and pointed at me. I looked over at Jungkook.
I could tell by his expression that he was pissed at me. "Y/n, you can go now. We're done." He yelled to me.
He turned away from me and looked at siwoo.
"Oh, and make sure you get scheduled into a new business class. I refuse to teach you." Jungkook said and walked away.
I ran up to him when he got closer to me and held his hand.
"I'm sorry I didn't leave. I had to make sure everything was okay." I whispered, looking up at him. He didn't look at me, but he looked into the distance.
"I told you to leave because I didn't want you to see that." He said to me, tightening the hold he had on my hand.
"I'm sorry." I told him.
"I'm sorry too." He muttered.
"Why?" We were walking into his apartment now.
Together, we sat down on the couch. I curled up beside him.
"Because of what he did to you." Jungkook finally muttered.
"I'm okay. These bruises and cuts should be gone by next week. I went to the nurses station and asked them about it. And he had sex with me once. It wasn't rape, because I never told him to stop after I fidgeted for a while and he smacked me. So I just let him have his way." I looked up at him, surprised that he has one small tear flowing down his cheek.
I straddled his lap and wiped his tear away with my thumb. I looked into his eyes.
"Don't cry," I whispered. "Why are you crying?"
He put his hand on the small of my back.
"Y/n, let's never talk about this again. I don't like hearing it. I love you. Y/n." He whispered and kissed my lips.
To the touch. I repeated in my head.
He made me weak to the touch.
"I missed those lips." I whispered and kissed his lips again.
"Well there all yours, nobody else's." He smiled.
"Good," I told him. "I love you, Jungkook."
"I love you, y/n."
I looked over at the laptop. And sighed. Tomorrow I would destroy this CD and Jungkook would search the laptop for the clip, just in case he saved it.