That Damned Boy✔️

Part 23~

Yoongi P.O.V

The whole time we were in America was torture. The second we landed we were taken off to a small flat that we all had to stay in, right in the centre of the shittiest part of the town. Every day was wake up, get ready, fight, get treated, go home and hope to be spared the next day.

I was always the one picked for fights, the others were spared most of the time- mainly because they didn't do very well in fights. I had already been in hospital at least once every week so far, either with something broken or on the verge of death.

The antidote that I was pumped with was slowly working it's way out of my body and I was getting my abilities back slowly. The other boys would feed me some of their blood in the meantime, helping me to heal before I was thrown into a fight.

The fights were always at night so we didn't have to skip school but it was very difficult to get any sleep or anything else in. We all stuck together, only calling each other by our new names.

While we were at school practising, we got a message from one of the teachers. They stopped our dance and asked all of us- or one of us- to go to the principles office. A student was on the verge of being excluded and as the model students, it was our job to now look after them. The boys all argued together as I stood at the side quietly. I offered to go and made my way up to the office.

As I sat by the girl, I glanced over and saw A-ro. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces as I looked at her. She had changed so much over the year. She had a couple of new scars on the skin I could see and a lip piercing. She had died her dark hair blonde and it was longer now.

I smirked slightly as I remembered how she used to be, just as she looked at me. I stared into her eyes as my smirk slowly faded and realised how broken she was. Oh my god. I could see how shattered she was. Every part of her was broken and exhausted. She looked as if she was either going to kill me or burst into tears.

I was about to speak to her when she ran out. I sighed and got up, chasing after her. I caught up to her quickly and roughly grabbed her shoulders and slammed her against the lockers, like I would've done back then.

A-ro P.O.V

I stared into Yoongi's eyes and began to cry as all the memories of us came flooding back. His smirk faded slowly as he watched me break down in front of him. He then pulled me into a tight hug and stroked my hair.

"Shhh" He hushed me. I then remembered he had left me for over a year with no explanation. I pushed him away and stared at him angrily.

"Look what you did to me!" I screamed at him suddenly as I gestured to myself. He flinched as I shouted and looked towards the ground. "How could you just fucking leave? You blocked me too! What did you expect me to do without you!?" I continued yelling at him as he stared at the ground with his hands in his pockets. He looked up at me after I finished and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you finished yet?" He asked in his usual sarcastic, bad boy tone. That made me absolutely lose it. I screamed at him and shoved him out of my way, storming away from him. He kept running after me, calling my name as I ran to the back of the school. I had finally lost him.

I slouched down on the wall and lit a cigarette as I cried deeply. I pulled from it deeply as I stared out at the empty field.

"A-ro?" Another familiar voice said. I growled slightly and turned away from the voice. The person came around to my front and looked down at me with a concerned expression. I looked up into the dark eyes of Tae-hyung and sighed deeply, putting out my cigarette.