A/n : I want to say a few things before you read the chapter.

Actually there's a flashback I mean the actual fanfiction and whenever the flashback comes It will be in itallics. Just a few words if you get confused about the plot.

Happy reading.

"Well, well, well finally the great Y/n is on her knees begging for money. What a great sight to see." Y/n shut her eyes lowering her head in shame. The devil's voice ringing into her ears made her heart thump I'm fear. Clenching her fists tight trying to conceal her trembling body she gulped hard before raising her voice.

"I will do anything you want. But please save my father. He's dying. Please." She begged joining her hands.

"I heard your mother hanged herself for insurance, it wasn't that hard for me to block that money to reach you. I don't want you to gain anything just like that without doing anything. Everyone is getting punished because of you, and I think it's your father's fate to die for giving birth to you." He slowly made his way to her petite body kneeling down on the floor with her head facing earth keeping her gaze fixed to his neatly polished shoes.

"I'm not that cruel Y/n, I'm generous but...." his silence made her gulp down the lump formed in her throat.

Lifting her chin up he smirked watching her being helpless.

"What will you give me in return? Let me think you did many things and you being the main reason for Emara's vegitative state killed my tolerance level. You insulted her with these lips right, I wish I could rip them apart." He spoke viciously staring at her lips.

"You can do whatever you want with me, but please save my father Taehyun-" Even before Y/n could name him, Taehyung brought her face closer to him as he leaned forward staring right into her soul.

"It's V for you and I just thought of something else. Why don't we just cut off your tongue which spoke none sense about the woman I love." As soon as he let his words out releasing her chin from her grip, she gulped clenching her fists. Now at the moment, her father's life is more important than her voice. She had to save him by any means.

"I will accept any punishment but please jus-"

"Oh damn, I forgot I promised Emara that I'm not going to hurt anyone. Well, even though she doesn't love me, I always respect her and her words even if she chose someone else I swore to protect her." Taehyung spoke sparing a glance at the person who stood there a few meters away from the scene.

There stood Jungkook glaring at the woman who kneeled down there begging. He was furious, even though he saw his childhood friend crying and asking for help he didn't move an inch and stood like a rock staring at her with rage. For him, she deserves everything she's facing and he doesn't feel guilty for not helping her at all.

"I don't want you to even think of insulting Emara anymore. Cut her tongue off." Taehyung gestured while taking slow steps to the empty chair in the middle of the hall and sat majestically crossing his legs one over other.

Closing her eyes tightly Y/n waited for someone to come and punish her but frowned upon feeling nothing. Elevating her eyes slowly to meet the devil's she felt chills down her spine hearing his laughter.

"It's too easy right. Let's make it interesting, Y/n. I will give you the money you asked for as soon as you comply my demand." Taehyung spoke leaning his body forward with a bit of excitement in his eyes which only made y/n's heart to shudder.

A huge gasp left her lips once she heard his words. Her mind went blank and her heart stopped beating for a second.

"Cut your tongue, yourself. " Hearing Taehyung's words Y/n shifted her gaze towards the man who stood straight behind the devil himself.

Jungkook stood like a stone with no emotions and no feelings, he stood like a statue staring at Y/n and looked at her as if she is a stranger to him.

"You need to be quick, you want your father to be alive right. Hurry up." Taehyung tapped his wrist watch and threw a knife for her to do the job herself.

Her hands shivered while taking the knife into her hands, clutching onto the knife she once again shifted her gaze towards the man she once loved.

"I regret loving you Jeon Jungkook. I wish I hadn't met you. I want to say this before being mute." She exhaled sharply and spoke further.

"I don't love you anymore." She spoke with her tears gracing down her cheeks.

I regret falling for you, I regret giving myself to you, I regret trusting you and I will make sure that you will never know about "that", you will never. It was a mistake because of my insane love. A mistake which I couldn't change.

Within blink of an eye the sharp knife got in contact with her tongue and blood oozed out of her mouth making her let tears of pain and sorrow to flow like a river.

Just remembering Taehyung makes me feel like my tongue will be ripped into pieces. Yesterday I cried while writing the parts I remember from the ff.

Even though it's been three days since I saw my death right infront of me, I couldn't help but to shiver. Whatever happens, I should not come across Kim Taehyung. I was determined to make a perfect plan with full energy but at last I used it for sleeping.

I've been getting nightmares about it too. The day when I first saw Taehyung I ran like a drunken monkey without a clear pace and direction. Last night when I was sleeping soundly I heard his deep voice whispering dangerously close to my ear.

He was standing with a vicious smile staring at me with different knifes in his hands. "Which knife do like to prefer baby girl" he asked making me scream in terror. Even though it was a dream it felt so real. I just want to let him know one thing. "Taehyung it's a tongue, not a sausage or onion."

The next day I dreamt about him running after me with a see saw and butcher's knife in either of his hands. I did a small research about Taehyung from Jimin and trust me that's no other person in this school other than Jimin who knows each and every person breathing in the prescents of this highschool.

Taehyung's a year senior. How funny, Jimin and Taehyung are of same age but still Jimin's my classmate and Taehyung's my senior. Author must be fucking stupid.

"All right students, are you done? I'm really glad to know that you both have reached the semi finals. It's a little hard to select one of you but what to do rules are rules. So we request you to leave the tools." the overly excited MC requested with a large smile plastered all over her face.

You know what I'm doing right now? I'm fucking painting. I shouldn't have trusted Jimin when he said that he had a good news to share. I didn't expect that there's going to be a painting competition with JEON JUNGKOOK as my rival.

Let me tell you I don't even how to draw an apple, whenever I draw an apple it's bottom looks like someone's butt and here I'm standing in front of numerous people and not so easy going judges judging the trash like painting I've drawn.

You want to see it? Let me show you.

Yeah true, that's what I painted. I mean when I took the brush I sneezed out of a sudden and this accident happened. I'm not going to change that trash into something beautiful so why bothering to make it better.

The competition was for 2 hrs, we have to paint the whole thing right before their eyes and I finished it up within 15min out of which I wasted 10 min to hold the brush. On the other side Jungkook kept on doing something very diligently.

The remaining 1 and half hour I've spent it on checking him out. God bless you for being my eye candy.

"Before revealing their paintings, let's give them a big round of applause." the MC mentioned and I felt awkward. I want to go back. I just saw yoongi and Jimin smiling at me proudly, sorry guys I just realized that I'm an absolute garbage.

"So here we go, oh my god such a beautiful painting, Jungkook." Jungkook stood there with his head held high when the mc praised about his art. Damn why is he so talented? Now I totally feel like shit. I wanted to rip apart the painting and say out loud that a dog possessed me.

"So Jungkook, a few words about your painting. What inspired you to present such a beautiful painting." The MC asked.

"Nature, I wanted to show how beautiful the nature is. That's it." Jungkook said hastily as his eyes kept searching for someone in the crowd, who else? It must be Emara. She will not be here Kook don't search for her. You're going to search for her in the end. There's a kiss scene today. Damn it.

"Judges are looking quite impressed by Jungkook's work. Let's see y/n's masterpi-" The MC gave a pause upon seeing my painting and I nodded with a disappointing smile.

The crowd went silent watching me curiously and I heard MC whispering covering his microphone.

"Are you sure about this?" he whispered leaning towards me a little.

"It's too late to turn back. " I whispered back giving him a small smile with a hint of helplessness hidden behind it.

Jimin raised brows up asking me if there's any problem but I gestured him saying that I'm fine. I'm worried about the people who are going to see that trash.

Clearing his throat the MC took a long breathe and lied.

"Let's see the beautiful masterpiece of Miss Y/n give her a big round of applause." He announced and turned my painting for the audience and judges to witness.

Pure silence prevailed the entire hall and I had to let out an awkward laugh to ease the tension. Out of a sudden I heard someone clapping only to witness Jimin clapping excitedly with all his strength. Let me tell you he's the only one clapping in the entire hall filled with hundreds of people.

Yoongi looked like he was done and Jimin gave me a thumbs up and finally sat down on his seat. It was embarrassing, I agree.

"Umm, Miss. Y/n would you like to say a few words about your um painting?" the MC asked and clenched my fists trying to give some useless explanation.

Looking at my surroundings I saw some years and few quotations and all FUCK it. Come on Y/n build up a new story.

"Stain. How pure the white sheet might be, If it gets stained with a small color everyone's attention will be solely on that small stain. Like wise , how pure your heart might be, people's attention will shift to your faults and mistakes just like the stain on the white sheet. So rather than looking at it as a stain why don't we call it a beautiful painting? Coz every mistake you make is a lesson not a stain in your life. I wanted to represent my thoughts in this painting so I-"

Even before I could complete my words I heard the crowd clapping making me flinch. Well, I didn't expect that. Is it good?

"Wow what a beautiful painting and meaningful explanation!" One of the judge who sat right infront of us a few meters away, in his designated seat commented. Thank god I didn't make a fool of myself. I bowed thanking everyone who clapped for me and I failed to notice someone's intense gaze upon me.

After a few long minutes the results have been declared and I had to leave the stage like a lifeless body. I want to go back home.

Just like being struck by a lightning I got engulfed into a warm hug by none other than Park Jimin. An instant smile curved up my lips. He was about to lean back from the hug but I didn't let him move.

"Stay like this for a minute Chim." I locked him within my arms for a few long minutes.

"You won against That Jerk Jungkook." Jimin exclaimed and I can't believe that I won against Jungkook. My bunny must be feeling sad.

"Even though your painting sucked your explanation stole all the points." Yoongi declared and I pinched his cheeks thanking him for his compliment. Yeah it was a compliment. Yoongi praises like that.

My eyes automatically searched for the missing hot male lead and then it hit me. Emara's in danger and Jungkook is going to fight. I can't miss this. JEON JUNGKOOK LOOKING HOT WHILE PUNCHING GOONS.

TIME SKIP

Biting my nails I waited patiently for Jungkook to show up. But that damn bunny is not showing up. What the fuck is he doing? Drinking his banana milk?

"Hey baby girl, why are you resisting? I know you want it. Mike you take the little girl, I will have her in the meantime." the nasty guy spoke while tracing Emara's cheek. Emara cried while begging him to leave her which only made him to touch her more.

The little girl who's with Emara cried when that mike guy dragged her started touching her inappropriately. Wait Y/n Jungkook will come. He will come and save Emara. Don't change the plot. I mumbled biting my nails while stood hidden in a secured place without getting caught.

Actually the scene here is a little girl will be getting harassed by two goons, Emara being a female lead tries to save the girl but gets into trouble by herself.

"Mommy, oppaaaaaaaaa, help me." the little girl who looked like she was in an age similar to Arya's cried desperately when the man grabbed her shirt and tried to tear it apart. Emara cried when that Bastard kept on kissing her neck.

ENOUGH! FUCK YOU JEON FOR COMING LATE. I can't just watch them getting molested.

"Hey! Stop it!" I yelled as soon as I entered the creepy alley behind the school. Are you wondering how did I manage to get here? Well, every time Female lead's in trouble, she will be near the place of male lead just to get saved by him. Typical drama.

The two goons shifted their attention to me and looked at each other. We need to be a hero and fight the problems by our own rather than waiting for someone.

"Y/n?! Please go. I don't want you to get hurt. Please." Emara cried still being under grip of that man. Again if I were her I would ask for help.

"Hey girl, go away if you want to save your life. We're busy." The two of them said in unision and turned back their attention to the two girls. Wait, what!?

Picking up a small rock and aimed it straight at the guy who kept harassing the little little girl, mike or microwave whatever his name was. The girl kept crying her heart out yet the man kept touching her. Dirty stinky asshole is not even leaving a little girl.

My stone did hit him but he glared at me and yelled at me to go back, that's it. He kept harassing the girl again. What the hell, It took so much courage to step up and be ready for a fight. Why aren't they fighting with me?

Fight with me! Please!

Scoffing at the two men's lack interest in her, Y/n went straight towards the guy who kept harassing the little and grabbed his hair making him scream in pain.

Grabbing his hair with her right hand and she clutched onto the sharp Chinese hair pin, she got from one of the judge as her recent achievement, she stabbed that guy making him scream in pain. She kept on stabbing that Mike guy with her new sharp hair pin and he crouched on the floor covering himself with his hands. There's no chance for Mike to grab Y/n as she kept on stabbing him with the strong metal hair pin without any mercy.

She stabbed him wherever she felt like it and screamed when her hair pin got in contact with his private part. Mike yelped in pain with tears in his eyes and Y/n's eyes widened as soon as she realized that he stabbed him right where sun doesn't shine. Yuck.

Eww, I'm not going to keep this thing in my hair. She thought and yelped in pain when she felt the other guy grabbing her hair making her scalp burn.

"You bitch, how dare you?" he cursed and grabbed her hand brought It to her back making her weapon to slip away from her hand.

"Emara, help." Y/n asked for help but Emara kept crying and then fainted in a fraction of seconds. What the fuck?!

"How can you leave me like this! Fuck you." she cursed out loud at the fainted lady who failed to protect herself and now Y/n too.

"Leave unnie." She heard the little girl earlier screaming and punching the guy with her fists but he kicked the girl who caught onto his leg.

"You have a 2 seconds to leave her and disappear from my sight." A deep husky voice spoke making my breathe hitch. I'm dead. Not now Kim Taehyung. Y/n thought.

The man grabbing her hair turned her around with him and made her to witness the boy who stood there gluing his back to the wall while placing his hands into his pockets, not to mention the bubble gum he's chewing.

Why it has to be KIM FUCKING TAEHYUNG. She cried internally.

Staring straight up into the she cursed.

"Fuck you author" she mumbled showing her middle finger up in the air.

A/n : Heyo, this is how the real story starts and stay tuned for updates.

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This is how Y/n's hair pin looks.

As you see it's a metal and is sharp at the end.