He's My Only One

{Kimma's POV}

"Wang what happened to you?!" Jungkook yelled, grabbing my wrists. I placed my hand over his mouth to silence him and dragged him along with me into the school garden located in the back of the school.

Once we got there, I stopped and turn around as he stood there, just staring at me. I limped towards a nearby bench and sat down, slowly and carefully, trying not to hurt myself.

Before I knew it, tears are slipping from my already swollen eyes, dripping down from my cheeks, as he continued to look at me. I covered my face and cried into my hands.

What should I do now? Do I tell him about it? He'll probably laugh at me and tell me to suck it up, right? He won’t care, right?

"Wang, please talk to me. Tell me what happened. I'll listen and I can help too. We are friends, right?" He says as he kneels in front of me.

Friends... We are friends?

I removed my hands from my face and looked down at him kneeling towards me as a tear accidentally falls from my eye and drops onto his cheek.

"I-I'm sorry," I said slowly as I wiped the tear from his cheek with my thumb.

He takes my hand into his and leans his face into my palm.

"No, don't apologize. Do you want to talk about it? Did someone hurt you? Did someone bully you? Who was it?" Jungkook said in a gentle tone, the caring voice that I’ve heard before.

See This? Why is he acting like this now? Why is it when others are around, he acts so cold and emotionless towards me? But when we're alone, he becomes soft-hearted and kind. IT’S KILLING ME.

"Wang, please, talk to me. Did a bully cut you all up? Did they bruise you?" He said as he lets go of my hand and grabs onto both of my arms as gently as possible. I winced as the touch, and his eyes widen as he looks down on my arm. He pulled up my sleeves to reveal bruises and cuts trailing up the way my to my arm.

"D-Did you cut yourself?" He says quietly.

"No," I say with one hundred percent honesty.

"Then who did this?" He asked again with a stern voice, trying not to get mad.

A flashback of my father throwing things at me and kicking me came back all of a sudden, and I gripped my arm once again, digging my nails into my skin.

Just focus on the pain, forget about it and never think about what happened that night.

"Hey!!! Hey, stop that!!" Jungkook yelled as he smacks my hand away from my arm, realizing what I was doing.

He sighed, stood up, and pulls me up from the bench to envelope me in a gentle hug, since I was injured so badly.

"You can cry now. No one will see you cry if your face is buried in my chest,” Jungkook said as his arms tighten around me. I winced again at the pain and he lets go of me while looking at me up and down, his face in denial. He touches my stomach with the palm of his hand and I almost screamed out in agony and pain. I fell onto the ground while holding onto my stomach. I couldn’t help but cry as I rocked back and forth in agony, the pain coming in on full blast.

"Oh my...." Jungkook muttered as he sat down on the bench and pulls me into a warm hug, lightly wrapping his arms around me this time.

"I'm here for you... You can cry and scream to your heart’s content. No one will know," Jungkook said, kissing me on the side of my head.

As those words fell from his lips, I couldn't help but cry out and scream. Life was so unfair, why was I the one being punished? What did I do to have this kind of treatment?
Before I realized it, I have already cried myself to sleep in Jungkook’s arms in the middle of the school’s back garden.

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A couple days has passed since that incident. I never told Jungkook why I looked like a mess for some reason. I told him to not ask me about it anymore and even though he hates to not ask, he actually avoided asking me the same questions he asked me on that day.

My dad has turned more abusive towards me ever since. He already knocked me out once by hitting me on the head with his lamp.

But don't worry, I'm fine right now. I just had a bad headache for the rest of that day, and my head was bleeding for a little bit...

Jungkook is still cold towards me when we're in front of others, but when we're by ourselves, it's as if he becomes a completely different person, a much more caring person.

Why can’t he just act like the soft-hearted Jungkook to me all the time? Why can’t he be a soft-hearted person to anyone else?

I walked into the cafeteria and waited in the line to get my lunch.

I still had on tons of makeup to hide the scratches and bruises on my body, and of course the new ones the bitches gave me. I sighed at the thought of that and went grab my lunch. I was about to walk out of the cafeteria when an arm was put over my shoulder.

"Hey, Wang! We missed you a lot," Jimin says in a playful tone, tugging on my shoulder.
I tried to walk away from him but his arm on my shoulder tightens around me and he talks again, "please, come eat lunch with us? I hate seeing you alone like this. We are friends after all,"

I sighed in defeat and slightly nodded my head. I can literally feel the happiness radiate from him as he pulled me towards the lunch tables.

"I've brought Wang back guys!!" Jimin said excitedly towards the group.

"Yay Wanggg!" I heard from behind me as arms enveloped me in a back hug. I winced as I tried to hold the pain in as I looked to my right to see Minje smiling happily.

"Don't hug her," I heard and looked to my left to see Jungkook grabbing Minje’s arms off of me.

Thank you Jungkook, I owe you one this time.

Actually, I owe you a lot so far. Now that I think about it, you've done a lot for me so far.
More than anyone else would of at least...

"Why? Are you jealous of me hugging Kimma?" Minje said as she hugs me again but with more strength this time.

"Minje, your hug is hurting me", I said, trying to sound as casual as I could and sound not the least bit in pain.

"Oh, sorry Kimma. I didn't know that you were that sensitive,", she said as she lets go of me.

Well yeah I'm usually not that sensitive but your arms are hitting the bruises on my stomach so of course it's gonna be painful to me.

I felt a hand grab onto my wrist and I looked up to see that it's Jungkook. He led me to where he sat and sits down next to Jimin.

"Sit next to me", Jungkook says with a cold and emotionless voice, pointing next to him.

Everyone at the table stared at us as they drop their chopsticks.

"Wow Jungkook who knew you had it in you," Taehyung says while laughing slightly, teasing him. I held in my laugh as everyone else giggled at it.

"Shut up Tae. Now sit, Wang" Jungkook says as he pulls my wrist down, making me sit next to him.

He subtly leans his head towards me and said in a whisper, "I'm having you sit next to me so that they won't man-handle you. They're very touchy so I don't think that goes well with your bruises. Unless you actually want them to playfully punch you in the stomach and on the arm a couple times, then be my guest," I sighed and nodded, setting my lunch down on the table.

"So Wang, what have you been up to lately?" Jin said while smiling.

"Nothing much to be honest. Just the usual stuff," I said as I took a bite of my chicken.

"Oh yeah? How's everything at home then, Wang?" A voice said behind me. I turned my head to the side to see the same bitch Catherine that cornered me in the bathroom with her friends a couple days ago.

"Everything's great. Why do you care to ask?" I said as I placed my chopsticks next to my plate of chicken.

"No reason", she answers back. As I turn my head back towards my plate of food, I feel a cold liquid poor all over my head and face, dripping down all over me.

I covered my face on instinct with my hands immediately and stood up. I started to walk out of the cafeteria as laughter is heard from the bitch and her friends.

I felt a hand on my arm and I tried to shrug it off, but it was no use. The girl turns me around and removed my hands from my face.

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