Your pov

"Why did you run off with my police baton?" he said a little angrily now.

But I had choice. I had  to distract him a little.

"I don't know, I just wanted to have some fun," I smiled when I told him that, but it wasn't really a smile. I think Jungkook, that was his name, couldn't stand it any longer and held me by both upper arms. Really tightly. He didn't realise I had bruises there too, so I groaned in pain a bit when he did it. He didn't know and was confused, but he quickly knew what was going on. He quickly losened his grip a bit and starred me right in the face.

Jungkook's pov

I held her arms ightly and she whimpered a little. I wondered why but when I remembered her bruises, I quickly loosened my grip but I didn't let her go completly. I got a little sad because I will never understand how people, usually, not always, but often people who call themselves men in a relationship, can do something like that to someone they say they love with all their heart. I just can't deal with it

And I can see that she is suffering a lot because of it. My feelings changed very quickly because of her. So I tried to talk to her calmly. Maybe she'll tell me the truth.

"I'm sorry I took your police baton, it won't happen again, I promise," she said, making a gesture for me to let her go. But I didn't move an inch.

"Listen," I began.

Your pov

"Listen," he began.

"I don't want to hurt you or anything, but what I see is not right.Nobody has the right to beat up a woman they claim to love with all their heart. That's not right. That's why you have to tell me what really happened so I can put an end to this injustice, believe me." He said comfortingly when I didn't answer immediately. I was surprised and did not know that he would make such an assumption right away

I looked deep into his eyes again and tried to figure something out.

But I actually started to tear up.

He was a little confused, but I could see that it made him very sad and worried. I didn't want to cry out loud, so I looked at the floor. He took his hands off me and I wiped my tears away.

"Look, there's absolutely nothing I need to tell you, this is between me and my boyfriend...".

"No it's not, if someone does something bad and no one does anything about it, there will never be an end to it".

"It's a private thing and I'm very good at defending myself, don't worry about me".

"I didn't say you can't defend yourself at all, but this is a situation you can't deal with on your own!". He cried out in despair.

I think the thought that someone would do something like that to his girlfriend really disgusted him. But he doesn't have the right to tell me that I can't defend myself.

"Oh, so you're telling me that I'm weak and that we women can't defend ourselves anyway? Is that what you're trying to tell me??!!!" I also said angrily and almost shouted out loud..

 I was frustrated too.

"Yes women are weak, yes they are weaker than men, that's true!"

Oh no, he didn't just say that, did he? And he meant it.

He is such an asshole. I wanted to speak up and put him in his place again, but he interrupted me before I could say anything.

"But that means that a woman's value is not comparable to ours and that she should not be treated in such a dirty way. There is no excuse for such behavior" He was definitively not joking as I could only stare and be astonished.

He really hit me hard in the face, or rather in my heart. I would never have thought that there are still men who think that way about women. And definitively not someone like him.

I don't really know how to react. I don't think I can even reply right now.

"Please, I'm just here to help you, there's nothing to worry about. I can-"

"NO! You can't!!! no one can do anything, no one can help me, you don't know him." I shoke my head.

"But-"

"No! Please, just leave it," I said  looking him in the eyes, crying.

"Okay, just leave it.... I really want to go home now, do you have some money so I can get a taxi or something?" I asked him kindly.

But he didn't answer. He just looked at the floor and bit his lip.

"Please,... Sir". I said pleading again.

"...Come with me, I'll take you home," he said and walked to his car.

"But-"

"Don't argue," he said, opening the door for me and walking to his side. At first I didn't want to get in, but I guess I had no choice. Wouldn't be going to my boyfrienda's house today. So I'm safe for now. Hope he's not mad at me though.

I got into his car.

"What's your adress?". He asked me.
I told him my adress and before he started his car, he gave me some tissues.

I thanked him and he drove off.

The whole journey was very quiet. I just looked out of the window, trying to calm myself down.

Could he really help me? No! Don't even think about telling him what is happening in your relationship.

I got a little tired and fell asleep.

Jungkook's pov

This is not easy to handle. Why won't she tell me what's going on? I understand she's scared but it's not right.

I drove and drove until we arrived at her address.

I stopped my car and wanted to say something, but saw that she fell asleep. Her head was turned in my direction now. She is such a beautiful girl. She really doesn't deserve any harm.

Suddenly one side of my head pounded painfully, but it stopped immediately. For a second I closed my eyes to stabilise the pain. When it finally stopped I turned my attention towards her.

I should wake her up now.

"Hey, y/n, wake up, hey?" I said and she started to move.

"What?".

"We're here" I told her.

"Oh," she said, quickly unbuckling her seatbelt.

 She opened the door, but stayed seated.

She stopped and turned towards me.

"Um, thanks, for everything."

"You're welcome," I said and she looked at me one last time.

She closed my door and went into her house.

I promise myself.

I'll help her out of this.

Hey, I'm sorry for the long wait again,but here another Chapter.♡