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Well, do I have some 'love' story to tell you. As you all know eunji thinks she's in love with Jungkook, the jerk.

That asshole decides to lead her on so he starts talking to her, teasing her, playing with her feelings of course. I feel sorry for her, I've been in her position before, it really is nasty.

I want to warn her but I'm afraid it will ruin our friendship. What if she comes to think I'm jealous of her and Jungkook? Or I want to ruin it for her? Trust me, that's what most girls will think when someone tries to protect them.

"Eunji!" I shout, her eyes meet mine and she smiles. I raise my hand, gesturing for her to come to me but she ignores. He's got her blind with love already.

ShitHead.

"Hey, Bora?" Carter calls. I respond with a hum "what's your number?" I freeze at his question. I don't have a phone, well I do but that's only for Jungkook. But I don't want to embarrass myself.

"I uhh..wait" I reach for my iPhone in my pocket and read out my number for him, he gives me a missed call and I save his number in my contacts "thanks" he smiles which I return.

Then guess what?

The rest decide to do the same. Great.

The bell rings and we all head to our lessons. I roll my eyes as Jungkook takes his seat beside me. The students entered one by one and soon the class was full.

The teacher finally attended and started the lesson. I kept glancing at Jungkook with the corner of my eye and yep, he was ignoring me.

I was biting on the lid of my pen when my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. I jumped slightly before opening the message

Carter My Partner: Gosh she's so slow, I'm bored, let's play ;)'

Yes, he got to choose his name in my contacts.

I giggle at carters text message. Suddenly my phone was snatched out of my grasp. My eyes widen in fear.

Shit.

I snap my head to the side, only to see Jungkooks jaw flex with anger. His dark gaze focused on the text message. He raises his eyes and they lock with mine. Jungkook puts my phone in his pocket, moving his attention back to the teacher. However, I could tell how angry he still is.

I'm scared. Scratch that, I wanna bury myself alive so he wouldn't be able to touch me.

***

I bid goodbye and gave my friends a hug. As soon as they escaped my sight, I leave but is stopped by a very familiar black BMW.

I roll my eyes as the tinted window runs down "get in." Jungkook spoke, facing the front. I refuse, walking away. I'm not having him trick me again, like this morning.

As I'm walking, I realise he is following me. I need to escape. I have to find a way out of this.
I then decide to walk into an alleyway. I sigh in relief, he's not following me anymore.

Once I turn my head to the front, I bump into a wall. I raise my eyes, wait walls don't have legs. "What did I tell you?" He says, bending down to be on the same level as me. How the hell, did he get here?

I look away, trying to avoid his gaze. Jungkook grabs a fistful of my hair, causing a wince to escape my lips "you disobeyed me Bora, and that not only once but twice!" He raised his voice.

"I-I didn't want to embarrass myself" I stutter. Jungkook laughed, he fucking laughed.

"You already have, look at you."

Ouch

Jungkook suddenly lifts me up by my hair and drags me to his car, throws me inside and sits beside me "I'll show you what disobeying your master means"

With that, the car speeds off.

***

Once we arrive back to that evil mansion, Jungkook grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the house. I tried stopping him but it was no use.

I was thrown into the basement. I watch as Jungkook cuffs my hands to the metal railing attached to the ceiling. I don't protest because I have tried many times before and it really is useless, he's way more powerful than me. Tears swim in my eyes. He holds the phone in my face "let's play?" He scoffs.

"So you have boy friends now?"

I respond with a bitter laugh "that is my personal life, nothing to do with you"

"It does, because you're mine" he cups my face with his big hand roughly "and I choose what to do with you" with that, he punches my stomach, where I have never been punched before and let me tell you, it hurts like a bitch.

I scream as Jungkook rips my red crop top apart "shut up" he orders but I disobey and scream again. That's when Jungkook grabbed the duct tape and stuck it tightly around my mouth.

Tears flood my vision, pleading for him to stop. He simply smirks before punching my left cheek, my stomach a few times then my right cheek. I try to speak but the only thing I cough out is blood.

"Good girl, I'm not finished with you yet."

I hear the sound of him unbuckling his belt. Quiet sobs escape my lips, I know what his intentions are and I desperately pray he would stop but that won't happen.

His finger runs down from my ribs, to my waist "tell me, do you like Carter?" I shake my head no "answer me in words!" I flinch as he rips the duct tape off my skin.

"No" I spit the blood out.

"Tell me the truth or I'll torture it out of you" his voice was hard.

"I swear I don't like him" I cry but my head instantly falls back when he whacks my back with his belt.

"Then why did you give him your number? Why do you let him touch you?!"

I remain silent. The pain stopping me from uttering another word. "Ignoring me now are you?" With that, he hits me again, repeatedly. My vision blurs. I'm out of breath "s-stop..plea-" I cough more blood. I can't take it anymore, it's too much to handle.

My fading wounds are now visible again, twice as worse.

"I won't stop, not until you tell me the truth"

"I...I swear I don't...I-" I take a deep breath, tears streaming down my face freely.

Jungkook then removes the handcuffs and I fall limp to the floor. He takes his blazer off and wraps it around my bare shoulders. I wince as his hand slides around my back and the other beneath my knees, lifting me up from the ground and I'm placed in his muscular arms.

He carries me bridal style, to my bedroom and gently puts me on the bed

"Sweet dreams Bora."

Those were the last words I heard before darkness took over me.