He's My Only One

{Kimma's POV}

The bitch Catherine walks in with some girls who I assume is her friends as they snickered at me.

"I wasn't talking about me tripping being embarrassing to you,” I said with venom, glaring at her.

"It doesn't matter what you thought was embarrassing, to be honest. All that matters is that we got a kick out of it", she said laughing along with her fellow friends.

I grabbed my bag from the floor and made my way towards the door of the girl's bathroom when one of the friends pushed me. I stumbled from the impact and fell backward on my bottom as they all surrounded me.

Crap... This is not looking good....

"Stay away from Taehyung!!" One of the girls screamed as she pulled on my hair.

"OW," I yelped as I hit the girl’s hand away from me.

"You bitch that freaking hurts!" She said as she yanks my hair once again.

"Stay away from my Jimin too!" Another girl said as she kicks my shin, making me wince in pain.

"And most importantly, stay away from Jungkook!!!!" The bitch Catherine, who I assume is the 'leader' said as she kicked my stomach.

I screamed in pain as black dots started to cover my vision. Tears streamed down my face as she kicks my side again.

My stomach… I can’t take this any longer… It hurts, too much to comprehend. I can’t...

I never thought that I would cry in front of these people like this... Who knew I stooped this low at times like now?

She kicks my side again, but harder this time, as the other girls snickered at my pain, watching me cry and grimace as she continued to kick me.

"PLEASE.... please stop!!" I screamed in pain as I sobbed uncontrollably. I couldn’t take anymore. The wounds from yesterday were getting worse...

"Oh come on! I'm not even kicking you that hard. Stop acting like a cry baby and grow up you stupid little bitch", Catherine said.

I cried in agony as she kicks me again with more strength. I lied on the bathroom floor, holding my stomach in pain as I continue to choke on my cries just for them to stop it.

They punched, pulled, yanked, slapped, and kicked me as if I were a rag doll. One of them was filling a sink with water up to the brim as I cried from the pain they were giving me.

"You deserve this for embarrassing our leader like that last week, punching her in the face, and for stealing away our boys," a girl from the group said.

One of the girls pushed me up, and yanked my hair, bringing me towards the water filled sink. Before I can process anything that was going to happen, my head got pushed under the water. I somehow manage to held in my breathe, but they continued to push my head. After about a minute I could no longer hold my breathe and tried to push my head up to get air, but they wouldn't let me up. I inhaled some water and black spots start to fill my vision once again. All of a sudden I got pulled out of the water and thrown onto the bathroom floor.

"That's what you get,” one of the girls said. I choked up the water that I inhaled and breathe in as much oxygen as I can.

"Oh my god..."

"..What the hell happened to your face?"

"And your arms and stomach?!.."

"Let's get out of here. Come on girls, run!" Their ‘leader’ says as they all ran out of the bathroom.

I continued to lay on the bathroom, writhing in pain.

I screamed and screamed as I held my stomach in pain. I continued to cry and sobs racked through my throat.

"Umma... Mom... I need you,” I said as sobs continued to escape from my throat.

I thought I was strong enough to deal with anything but, I don't know if I can keep this up on my own anymore. What do I do? Who do I talk to? Who can I talk to?

Help me....

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Once the pain subsides, I got up and tried to look for my bag. I found it in one of the girl’s stalls to see it in pieces, including all of the papers that were inside of it. I sighed and limped towards the mirror in the bathroom.

All the makeup was gone and I looked even worse then I did this morning. The only things that are considered new are the multiple bruises on my stomach, on my neck, and on my legs. My hair's all messed up and knotted. My lip is swollen and so are my eyes.

I sighed again and limped my way out of the bathroom. The bell rings, signaling lunch time.
What do I do? Should I just leave school and go home?

But my dad will probably be there waiting for me... And who knows what he will do to me...
I don't know if I can keep going like this. I tighten the scarf around my neck and cover the bottom half of my face with it, trying my best to cover up everything that happened.

I walked through the hallways and continue to look down at the floor. I felt something hit me and looked up to see that I bumped into someone.

"S-Sorry," I say stuttering, still unable to breathe right.

"W-Wang?" The voice says. I took a closer look to see that the person I bumped into is...

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