You’re Mine || one
Meeting the guy, that made my life a living hell after years of running away. Do I love him or do I hate him?
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A/N: Taking a break from this fic, will start a new one.
The way he used to look at me, was all gone when he started hanging out with guys that were older than him. Ignoring me because he was too ‘cool’ for me, breaking my heart and messing with it like I was a toy. Of course, I have heard stories about him, some horrible ones. Casual sex, treating women like toys and the worse one gangbangs. This was someone he had become, something he did every day and I couldn’t fathom at all. We used to be friends, me thinking that we were more than friends, was just a huge lie to make myself feel better about the situation. He used me, breaking my heart like a heartless person, he had become and I forgave him every time because I loved him. I used to cry and tell everything he had done to me to Lia, my best friend. There was always something to say about him or the girls that were stupid enough to fuck him, just like the old me. Lia normally would tell me to stop letting people hurt me and stand up for myself instead of forgiven them for their mistake. That must be easy for her, she has always been the girl that said what she wanted, not being afraid what people would think about her.
As the time passed. I moved away from my childhood home into a bigger city or the capital living there for a year or two before moving back. Where all the pain of mine started, but I guess I got attached to the place, maybe that’s the reason why I’m back. Thinking that he would be long gone from this place, hoping that I didn’t run into him or see him again. I didn’t have anything to say to him, nothing at all. When I finally found my peace, something that will soon be ruined by the one and only Jeon Jungkook, the guy I have been running away from for years now because my heart couldn’t take it anymore watching him from afar. Watching him fuck up every single girl he met, just because he found it fun to mess around with me. Who does that? he does.
“Missed me?” he whispered into my ear making me jump up a little by his sudden presence, as I stood outside of someone’s backyard at a party that I got forced to go on.
“What do you want?” I turned around facing him, at first it was hard to remember if I knew who the voice belonged to, but the fact that he asked if I had missed him made everything much easier for me. He looked different but I guess time changes someone’s looks, he was much taller than last time I saw him. Honestly, he looked great, black shirt and pants in an outfit he didn’t put much effort in.
“Looks like someone have become stubborn, what happened to the girl who did everything I told her? I wonder if she’s still around,” he smirked while looking around for ‘her’ ending it with a grin showing his teeth, that every girl died of seeing. “Want to go inside and get a drink, so we can catch up on things?“
"So sad that she’s gone and would probably never come back as well,” I said with a harsh tone. “No thanks, I don’t drink,"
He was surprised to get to see the true me or the changed me, but let out a laughter making me frown my eyebrow. "Why are you at a party, if you’re not planning on drinking anything or have fun?” he asked with a cocked eyebrow. “Wait~ did you come here because of a guy? Then where is he,"
The way he said it and acted showed me that he was obvious teasing me, thinking that I couldn’t get laid. That was just rude of him, I can easily get laid but I’m not like him. I don’t do one stands, I have to be drunk first at least to do it. Does he think that I’m the shy girl that he fucked up multiple times, that was too afraid to say anything about it? How fucking nice of him to think.
"Bye~,” I said with no emotional and brushed past him earning a call from him but instead of turning around and wait for him, I slightly turning my head back flashing him a smile.
A couple of hours later, I was still avoiding him. Once in awhile, he would try to get my attention by going up with a random girl closer towards me, hoping that I would get jealous by it. Lia was nowhere to be seen, I guess she’s the one getting laid tonight after all I’m her wingwoman. My eyes were wandering around the party when I spotted something that caught my attention or in fact, I caught someone staring at me. He somehow looked familiar but I couldn’t put the words together, there was just something familiar with him or was that just me being paranoid. I was about to stand up and walk over to the guy but got pushed back down onto the chair, looking up seeing his face. He was slowly shaking his head, as he was doing that he was making sure that I wouldn’t stand up again by holding onto my shoulder.
“Why do you want to go talk to him and not me? Fun, now you’re looking at my friends. I don’t understand why you’re giving me a cold shoulder, and don’t you dare tell me that I have to think harder. You disappeared for three years, I tried to ask your-” I cut him off.
“How dare you ask my parents, great it’s just great. Don’t you understand that I hate you, you fucking used me like I was a toy! Just go and fuck someone else because I don’t want anything from you” This was just great, he’s acting all innocent when he’s the reason for the pain I have been feeling for years. I harshly pushed him to the side rushing out of the house, hot tears were already trailing down my cheek. Regretting that I didn’t get drunk, knowing that I would just regret it tomorrow anyway but it would have felt great if I got drunk. Why did I have to be like this? because this is who I am.
The whole way home was me trying to get myself to stop crying, but it seemed useless. I didn’t want it to stop, my body needed to let it all out before getting home. No one needed to know that I met him again, not even Lia needed to know. I came to a dark alley not paying much attention to the dark, slightly sobbing could be heard making the night seem endless not knowing when it would stop. I almost died of shock when suddenly someone pushed me into the stone wall, making my teeth grit together of the pain. My head was still hanging low not really caring if I got raped by a guy on the street because I’m already in so much pain. Maybe it would be a nice fuck with a good looking guy, something I would probably regret like I regret getting to know Jeon Jungkook, regretting that I let him fuck me up.
“I thought you loved me, baby girl. Why have you become so cold hearted all of a sudden?” he started to kiss my neck leaving wet kisses, holding onto my waist tightly. I wanted to push him away, but my body wasn’t collaborating with my brain. “This isn’t the Y/N, I used to know"
"Then you surely don’t know me well” I finally pushed him off me, it all sounded harsh but it was true. He doesn’t know me that well, he doesn’t care about me anymore. He ditched me because he was too ‘cool’ for me, leaving me to become a monster and now he’s thinking that I came back for him. Used me for his pleasure whenever he needed it, I won’t let that happen again. How stupid can someone be? He’s stupid enough to think, that I’m crawling back to him. “I have changed something you haven’t"
When I was about to go away, he harshly pushed me back on the wall making me hiss. He has become even stronger over the years, his face showed that he was irritated and angry. "You truly have learned how to make someone angry, but it suits you” with that he pressed his lips onto mine, my eyes grow bigger while his eyes were closed.
My hands were on his chest struggling to push him away from the kiss, I have to admit this was something I had missed but I had to remember all the things he had done to me. Making me feel like trash, forcing me to watch him fuck another girl because I didn’t obey him. Making me fall in love with him over and over again, so many times it started to hurt. This was a life I left behind but it looks like I’m going to get it back. The life I hated to live, always wanting things to change but it wouldn’t change. Why was he doing this to me? No one knows because this is his life, he’s used to doing this to girls, but why with me, though?
He soon moved down to my neck sucking on it slightly earning some moans escape my lips, but I regret letting them out, covering my mouth with one hand so I wouldn’t make him satisfied. He was trying hard to make me feel miserable under his touch, he wanted me to beg for him. I didn’t want to beg for anything, I don’t even love him anymore. The hate for him was stronger than the love that I once felt for him. “I missed hearing them” he purred into my neck, his hand grabbed my hand that was covering my mouth holding onto it so I couldn’t use it.
“I missed everything about you"