Jimin POV

“I hate this!” He yelled really angry, startling me, as I wasn’t expecting him to do that of the sudden, and he darkened his expression and started tightening his grip in my wrists...

“What…?” I whispered shocked and scared, as he kept doing a scary expression.

“I hate this so much!” He yelled again and bit my neck roughly, making me yelp with sudden piercing pain that I start feeling in that area. Only after a while he released me from that pain, leaving a really visible purple mark in my neck.

“Why the hell you keep not responding back my feelings?! Why the hell do you keep reacting like this?! Why do you keep thinking in someone else and not in me?! I should be the only one in your mind! So… Why?! Why can’t I win your love?! Why aren’t you mine?! You should only belong to me!” He shouted at me, still grabbing really tight my wrists.

“Suga…” I muttered weakly, but he just ignore me and continued. “I hate it… I hate it so much! You will see! I will make mine! I will take you all for myself and I will make not able to think in someone else different from me!“ He shouted out at me and slightly lifted up my legs, making my fear grow even more, as I didn't know what he was going to do next...

“H-Hey, Suga… What are you doin- Ah!” I got interrupted, as he put his fingers inside me and got them deeper in me, making me let out screams with the pain that I was feeling. I clenched my teeth shut to try to not let them be heard in the room, but, as he totally ignored my screams, he moved his fingers even more roughly and faster inside me, without caring with the fact that I was still not used to what he was doing to me and that I was only feeling pain.

“Ah! Suga, stop!” I yelled at him to stop, but he only gave a cold stare and continued. And, right away, when I saw him taking his fingers off me and unzipping his pants, I held his hands, in a tentative to stop him. “Please… Don’t do it, Yoongi…” I said weakly, almost begging for his forgiveness, but that only made him even more upset. He pinned me after again in the bed, topping me after and frowning really badly at the same time.

“Didn't I told you to stop calling Yoongi?! Don’t ever call me that again!” I got surprised with that, as I never heard him asking me to not call him Yoongi, and he continued. “And no, I won't stop until you are finally mine! So, just accept my touch! Accept my love! Accept me…!”

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“...Tae!”

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What?!

Taehyung POV

Why…? Why did he run away when he saw me…? And why was he with Suga?! Of all persons, why Suga?! Even after what he done to you, Jimin?! Why?!

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Why…? Did you just forget me and substitute me after what I did to you…? And for Suga…? Why him…? Well… I deserve it… But then, why does it hurt me so much…? Why does it hurt me so much see you next to someone else different from me and give your smile to another person…? You just did what I told you to… You just got out of my life as I said you to… So… Why am I not happy…? Why am I feeling so bad inside…? Why do I regret everything…?

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I guess this never was what I wanted… But now it’s too late… I screwed up, I hurt him… And I lost him… I think I should just give up now...

I walked slowly, without destiny, by the town. I didn’t want to return to the dorms… There wasn’t anyone waiting for me there anyway…

I didn’t want to go anywhere… I had no reason to go to any place anymore… I didn't had anywhere to go now… So, just wander around, totally empty and lost, and in a tentative to find where to belong, was the only thing that I could do…

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After a while, I started feeling even more tired physically and psychologically with the walk and I needed to sit somewhere to rest. However, as I was far from the dorms and couldn’t find anywhere to sit, I was starting to lose my hopes and getting too weak and tired to keep walk or to move…

...This was too painful for me... I never had felt so weak like this… I was feeling so heavy that it was making so difficult and almost impossible for me to walk... I guess that my actual broken and hurt mental state was sucking all my strength and life...

But, fortunately, I noticed that, in the other side of the road, it was a park with a bench, without anyone sitting on it in the moment. I smiled weakly, but still got giving any true meaning and real emotion to that smile, as I wasn’t really feeling any happiness or anything else - even because I couldn’t - and I started crossing the road slowly, without caring anymore about my total and permanent emptiness in my mind and in my heart…

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However, when I started walking and was almost in the middle of the road, bright and blinding lights started hitting me and my face, as I turned it to the side to look from where were those lights coming. And then I noticed that a car was going in my direction, in high speed, without any sign of stopping. By now, if I was the same person than before, I would already had ran away from the car and walked to the other side of the road, but now I wasn’t moving and was only glaring emotionless to the car that only kept getting closer to me… I didn’t had the strength to move away or even the desire to do that… I didn’t had any reason to avoid that car… Cross the road to save my life, you say? What life?! I had lost everything… I had lost everything that rested of my life... I wouldn't save anything be moving away from that car now… If I could save something, it would a be only a person empty and already dead inside… And, for me, that was the same as being truly dead… It wouldn't change anything...

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So…

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...As I didn't had any reason to don't do it...

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...I had finally decided….

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…To give up...

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...And then…

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...Everything went black…

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- Danielar