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Rivals {pt.3}

"There's nothing you need to know." She says and turns to leave.

I grasp her arm tightly to stop her

"Aah!" She yelps in pain and flinches.

I quickly let go and stare at her arm with wide eyes.

Her wrist has a painful-looking bruise on it and around it is....smudged makeup?

"Y/N?!" I say angrily. "Has anyone been beating you?!"

She stares sadly at her arm and sniffles, trying to hold back her tears.

She takes a step towards me and weakly rests her head on my shoulder.

"Who did that to you?" I whisper as I rub her back reassuringly.

"I-I can't tell you Jimin." she sobs.

I cup her face and say "Please tell me, who did this?"

"I-it's my aunt." She sobs. "And my sisters."

"Aunt...?" I ask, confused.

"Y-yes, my aunt and her daughters." she says while sobbing.

"I live with them, and they treat me like a servant." she sobs.

"But why do you live with them?" I ask.

"I have nowhere else to go." she says in a low tone.

"Your parents?" I ask caressing her hands with my thumbs.

"My mother's dead. She died when I was 7." she sobs harder.

"Dad?"

She cries even harder.

"My...my brother raped me when I was 9. I went to my dad for help but...he turned out to be worse."

"T-that's why you were so sensitive that night?"

"Yeah." She chokes out.

"My uncle took me in after that, but he passed away in a car accident. My aunt hated me and... Here we are."

I hug her tight to calm her down.

She pulls away after sometime and gestures me to walk with her.

"Why did they beat you this time?" I ask.

"They found out I went to the prom, I had lied that I was going to work."

"You work?"

She laughs nervously.

"3-4 jobs every day. You think my aunt gives me money?"

"A lot of your clothes look expensive." I say.

She shrugs.

"You get stuff when you're a bully."

I gape at her.

"What? Those kids are rich as fuck, 20 dollars ain't hurting 'em."

"Whoa."

"I also steal my sisters' clothes sometimes, I get beaten, but it's worth it."

"I have so many questions right now."

She laughs nervously again.

"Ask away, I don't have anything to lose anymore."

"Why're you a bully? I mean, you said you get bullied by your sisters and aunt-"

"I don't want to be that stereotypical fairy tale princess, okay? I don't want to be that pitiful little girl."

"That's fair...." I say and nod.

"You are really strong Y/N." I say after a few moments of silence.

She gives me a weak smile.