Peach Rings (Jikook) J.J+P.J

Chapter 1

He sat alone on the edge of his bed with puffy eyes and tear tracks on his cheeks. The room was dark, and there wasn't a single movement or sound except that of his own breathing. He was tired of crying, tired of the life he was living, tired of suffering from his father's mistakes. He felt his open wounds sting, but he didn't bother trying to mend them because he knew it was no use because tomorrow they'll either reopen or he'll receive new ones. Quite frankly, he didn't really have the energy to clean himself up either. It was alright for him if he was going through either emotional pain or physical pain, but the combination of the two took such a toll on him that he was barely able to think. His mind was clouded, his emotions were clouded, his eyes were clouded with the new set of tears that were welling up as his mind involuntarily recalled the events of the previous moments. All he could think about was both mental and physical abuse of his step mother.

"All you do is get in the way of me and your father having a happy relationship!" she pounded on Jimin's door, he ran up to his room and locked it just in time.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Jimin sobbed, this was an everyday occurrence for him while his father went away to work. Ever since his mother died in a car accident, his father was out of it, he only left his room to work... and even then he didn't do much. He and his father fell into deep depression. All hope for his father getting better was out the window, until his father met Ji-woo. Jimin was happy for him, and at first things seemed halfway normalbut everything started changing. Ji-woo started deprecating Jimin, until it led to abuse. Jimin cried louder and louder, remembering his mother, not this piece of shit he has to call family.

"Fine. Be like that. Soon enough you'll have to leave." Ji-woo said, walking off. The tears from Jimin's eyes started flooding like waterfalls, just as heavy and beautiful. Soon enough Jimin fell asleep on his bed, he went off to a world where he was in love with the most beautiful boy that ever existed. When Jimin woke up it was time for school, he was still tired and his cheeks were still stained from crying. He went to put on his school uniform, to prepare for another dreadful day. He went to Busan Arts Preparatory School, the fanciest, most expensive high school in Korea. Once he got his shoes on he went to the bathroom to clean his face. His mind was still clouded with different thoughts.

"Bye dad!" Jimin said to his father before leaving. He waited a few seconds but his dad was too engulfed in a conversation with Ji-woo to notice him. Jimin got into his car and went to school. Sure, his dad didn't even knew he existed and his step mom abused him but at least he had a nice car and a nice house, so he couldn't be completely unhappy, right? Is what Jimin thought other people would say if he ever opened up. So he didn't. He was closed off. Like a frozen lake.

When he got to school, he went straight to class and started his homework that he didn't do the night before. About ten minutes later his teacher walked in and quieted down the class.

"Good morning everyone, I hope you all had a good weekend. Please pass forward your homework." the ruffling of papers were the only thing to be heard.

Jimin passed up his homework to the teacher, since he was in the front row he handed it right to her. When handing it to her, his bruises were visible for a split second. He didn't really mind it since it his shirt was long-sleeved and he thought no one would see. The bruise was the imprint of his step mom's hand grabbing his wrist.

Class went by fairly fast and the bell rang.

"Jimin, can i speak to you?" His teacher said, Jimin's heart sank, he has never gotten anything wrong on a test, quiz, or even his homework.

"Y-yes Mrs.K?" he stuttered. She looked up at him with kind eyes.

"May I see your wrist?" Jimin went pale.