MY SAVIOUR || KIM TAEHYUNG ??

Chapter 7

"I'm fine" I choked out.

"You will be. Remember what I said" he stressed before he turned around and walked away. I hitched my bag higher and my shoulder not taking my eyes of the ground as I walked into the building. My heart began to rise when everyone continued to stare at me in the hallway. I sped-walked to my locker to retrieve my sociology book and more or less ran straight to my class. I loved sociology. Mostly because my teacher was one the of nicest people I have met. She was probably early thirties but she was stunning.

"Morning" Mrs Jung gleamed once she saw me. I gave her a small smile, taking my seat. The bell rang shortly after and the class began filling up. The first few classes dragged along extremely slow, until lunch came along. As soon as the bell rang, my heart dropped to my stomach. I had a really bad feeling.

I walked through the hallway trying to avoid any altercations with anyone. I was nearly out of the hallway when I felt someone grip my wrist pulling me back. I immediately recognised him even when his back was turned. He dragged me into a classroom locking the door behind in.

"Who's going to come to your rescue now?" Jay laughed stalking towards me. I inched backwards until by back hit the wall. He slammed his hands down against the wall, on either side of by head, effectively trapping me.

"Let go, please" I hated that my voice was shaking like crazy.

"And why would I do that? So you can run back to that son of a b*tch?" I winced when Jay harshly squeezed my hip. I trashed around in his hold, but that just made him want to do it more. He then moved his hand from my hip to my throat. My eyes widened and my hands flew to my throat trying to pry his away. He grip tightened cutting of my circulation further. He then used his free hand to grasp my face. My eyes watered and my vision began to blur but he didn't stop.

"I expect you home straight after school, do you understand!" He applied more pressure to his hold with every word he said, lifting me off the ground. He strangled me for a few extra seconds - just for good measure - before he released me and walked out of the door. I crumpled to the floor harshly coughing and gasping at the same time. I don't know how long I sat there. Crying. Shaking. I knew it couldn't last. I had to go back at some point. Wiping my face, I shakily stood up, finding my bag. I pulled the hood over my head, ignoring anyone who stared and headed straight for the main door and out onto the field. I found a vacant tree and sat under it, staring at nothingness. I pulled my knees to my chest, ignoring the burning of my throat.

"Yn?" I jumped at the voice. Just hearing his voice made me want to burst into tears again. But I couldn't. I wouldn't.

"What are you do-...look at me" Taehyung crouched down next to me. I didn't lift my head off my knees and just hid my face further into my arms. I felt his hand remove the hood off my hair as he patted my hair down.

"Yn, look at m-...what the hell is that?" Neels voice rose. I lifted my head and saw he was pointing to my neck.

"Nothing" I whispered pulling up my hood again, but he stopped me. He held my chin, lifting my head assessing my neck and his face went cold. He pulled back and his fist clenched. I immediately held his fist, pulling him down so he sat with me.

"Please don't" I begged. He stared at me incredulously. We all want someone to notice, but as soon as they do we wish they never did because when they do, everything gets complicated.

"Don't? Like hell! That motherf*cker is gonna pay" He was yelling at this point and I was thankful that there was no one else outside.

"Please" I was tearing up at this point. I was just tired. Of everything happening. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. Taehyung sighed sitting back down next to me, leaning against the tree, rubbing his forehead.