I'm not good enough (Jimin-centric

•~Chapter 5~•

It had now been a full week since Jimin had eaten anything. He only drank water. And he wasn't planning on eating anytime soon.

Of course, the bullying continued. No one stopped it, of course. They all laughed. They didn't care about him.

The bullying had been getting worse. Jimin had to go to the hospital after Taehyung had beat him up a few days ago. He had a broken rib.

His mom was fucking furious. "DON'T YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH THIS WILL COST?!" She yelled at him that day.

He even got a bottle smash to the head. He had passed out.

But now, Jimin was staring blankly at the wall. Not even moving. He was just thinking how things would be if he didn't exist.

But of course, he still had to get ready for another day of hell. He had become the laughing stock of social media and the school.

Everyone would make fun of him, trip him, and throw paper balls at him.

Jimin sighed and first applied his makeup, hiding the bruises and the scars.

Hideous. How fucking hideous. Don't you know how sad it is to look in the mirror and hate everything about yourself? So much that you want to cover everything up?

"Disgusting." Jimin mumbled as he looked in the mirror.

He lifted his shirt and saw that his stomach fat was going away. There was also bruises on his ribs and stomach. He smiled. It was finally paying off.

The nights of looking into the fridge and wanting to eat everything. The nights of crying himself to sleep because his stomach hurt too much. The nights of temptation, but he resisted.

He actually felt proud of himself. He put on a black hoodie to cover everything and some pair of light blue jeans.

He went downstairs and saw his mother passed out with beer bottles surrounding her.

Jimin sighed. This was nothing new anyways.

He started walking to the school, immersed in his thoughts. And before he knew it, he was at school.

Everyone got quiet as Jimin passed through the doors. He heard some whispers and just looked down.

God he felt embarrassed. He felt so insecure and didn't want to look at anyone who was judging him.

Instead of going to his locker, Jimin went to the bathroom. He heard BTS walk by, probably for his daily beat up.

Jimin watched them as they stopped at his locker.

"Where the fuck is he?!" Yelled Suga.

Students just kept quiet as they got scared. Jimin knew someone was gonna tell on him. They hated him anyways.

Jimin ran, making sure no one saw him. He ran to the abandoned classroom and just stayed there.

He breathed in and out as he thought how close he was to being caught. Silent tears rolled down his cheek.

Did they hate him that much that they would go looking for him? Did they wanna beat him that much to the point of looking for him?

Brrngg

Jimin heard the bell ring. He let out a sigh of relief. That meant students would be going to his classroom and he would have time to go to his class.

He only had a couple of minutes to get to his class. The tardy bell would ring in 5 minutes.

Jimin got up and silently opened the door. He saw no one so he quickly ran to his classroom. He made it and smiled in victory.

He went inside his classroom and his eyes landed on Yoongi. It looked like he was sleeping.

Jimin sighed in relief. He walked to his desk, getting some glares along the way.

He sat down in his seat and payed attention to the lesson. Things were going well today. Too well.

Jimin was getting worried. He knew they would do something to him. 4o minutes had passed and Jimin was getting prepared to walk as fast as he could.

Brrnngg

Jimin quickly grabbed his backpack and started walking to his next class until he felt someone grab his shoulder. He tried running but it was no use.

He gave up. If they wanted to beat him, let them. He just wanted to let his rib heal.

He felt someone punch his stomach so hard. This made him powerless. He looked to see who it was and it was Yoongi, smirking at him.

Jimin gulped. "Please let me go. I-" he got interrupted by a slap to the face.

"Shut the fuck up and follow me you fucking pig." Suga said coldly.

Jimin felt powerless and complied. There was nothing he could do anyways. Suga led Jimin to the bathroom where he saw everyone smirking.

At this moment, Jimin didn't feel anything. He didn't feel like he was alive or in his own body.

Just looking at them, he knew he was fucked. He may have pleaded for god to rescue him but as always, no answer. He just gave up on asking for help.

"Well if it isn't peppa fucking pig." Namjoon said with his arms crossed. Jimin felt so small and powerless.

He just looked down and didn't respond.

"Piggy wouldn't shut the fuck up." Suga said, feeling annoyed.

"How about we teach him a lesson?" Jungkook smirked and looked at the direction of the toilet.

The others smirked and nodded. They all came closer to Jimin and grabbed him.

"NO LET ME GO! PLEASE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! I WON'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!" Jimin pleaded, tears falling down his cheeks as was being dragged over to the toilet.

"Shut the fuck up, you obese fuck!" Hoseok yelled at him.

Taehyung and Jin smirked and nodded at each other. They pushed Jimin's head inside the toilet.

Jimin tried screaming but a sound wouldn't come out. His throat burned as he struggled to get air. He couldn't breathe and only swallowed the water.

His lungs were burning and he was trying to gasp for air. His head got pulled back and he desperately gasped for air.

His hair and face were all wet from the water.

"P-Please let me go" Jimin said in a broken voice. He was trembling and his lips were turning blue.

He saw Jin looking at him sympatheticly and then laughed at how stupid Jimin was to believe it.

"Oh what was that? You wanna go again?" Jin smirked and pushed Jimin's head back in.

Jimin tried fighting back and failed. He felt his lungs burn as they were filled with water. He just kept forcefully swallowing water. He felt like he was falling unconscious.

He felt his grasp loosen and soon everything went dark...