*Taehyung's Pov.*
The rain was pouring down on me as I ran after Jungkook. I hadn't bothered climbing down, but I jumped, ending up landing wrong on my foot. It hurt like hell, but I knew Jungkook was hurting more. I felt really sorry for him. Seeing Hana with me must've torn him apart.
I couldn't see him as the darkness had taken over and it had turned into a night. The rain made it hard to see, as well as my wet sticky hair that was covering my face and eyes as I tried to see where I was going.
Not far away from Hana's house, I could see a figure. It looked like Jungkook and I ran towards him. I could still hear Hana's cry in my head, which made me angrier. I bit my lip as to numb the pain in my foot, but I couldn't just forget it.
"Jungkook!" I shouted and he turned around. I was right, it was him. I could see how he looked at me in disgust. Even though it was dark, I could still see how his knuckles had turned almost ghost white as his hands were like moulded into fists. I didn't notice that he had walked up to me until I felt his fist against my jaw. I stumbled away from the hit and almost fell. He came at me again, and again and again. Until I was lying on the wet ground. I could feel how bruised my lip were, as I could taste the blood in my mouth.
"I thought we were friends!" He shouted into my face as he held me by my collar. I couldn't help but to smile through this. The rain had a somewhat cooling feeling to it as it landed on me.
"You were the one who took her away from me first." I said, or more like laughed as I dried away the blood from my face.
"Friends my ass." I said, looking at him. I knew that my teeth were stained with blood as I smiled at him. I didn't care about the pain in this moment. Only the pain I could give him.
"Do you know who her first kiss was?" I whispered, I could see how his eyes grew, more insane. I smiled as I answered the question myself.
"Me." Another hit made me forget how to breath.
"STOP FUCKING WITH ME!" His voice was loud and I could see how a light flicked on not far away as he screamed at me. I wanted to hurt him more, wanted him to hate me enough, thinking that me and Hana had been cheating on him behind his back. I laughed again as I looked at him through my half lidded eyes.
"She's good, right? And I'm not talking about her kisses." I couldn't help myself from lying to him. I've been lying to myself the whole time she has been with him. I love her, I really do. I love her so much I'm willing to lie to her boyfriend about something I haven't done with her.
As the words escaped my mouth he started to throw punches at me, not just one. I lost count as I heard voices. A girl's voice, Hana's voice. I couldn't hear what she said, or what Jungkook answered her. Only that he was angry.
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I ran down the stairs and grabbed my raincoat.
"Where are you going?" My mother's voice wasn't going to stop me. I sprinted out, not even shutting that door after me. I couldn't let the hurt each other. I ran towards the direction of Jungkook's house, only to stop and gasp as I saw them. The rain didn't cover my sight of them, but it did made things worse.
"Jungkook! Stop!" I shouted as I fell down to my knees, trying to get his hands of Taehyung.
"No, don't! Stop hurting him!" My hands slipped off him as he nudged me away. I fell down only to try to safe Taehyung again.
"STOP TRYING TO SAVE HIM! HE GETS WHAT HE DESERVES!" His voice was strong as he shouted into my face. It was the first time it had happened. The first time he was truly angry at me.
"Please..." I cried out as I held his hand. "Just hit me instead..." I cried, my hands trembled as I tried to hold him from punching Taehyung again.
"He doesn't deserve this; I do..." I said, looking at him. He had stopped and looked at me. The rain had plastered his hair to his forehead, and he looked at me with angry piercing eyes.
"You want me to stop hitting him?" His voice was barely a whisper and I nodded, afraid that my voice would crack. I had never seen Jungkook like this, he made me scared of him. Afraid of him. He took my arm and pushed me down onto the ground. He was hovering over me as he looked at me. I felt how my lips trembled as he looked at me.
"Why?... WHY?" He shouted as he smashed his hand next to my head, splashing the water all over me. He didn't say anything else, he just stood up and left us. I could feel how my tears burned in my eyes as I just laid there.
I sat up and crawled towards Taehyung. He was bruised up and bloody. I started to cry as I pulled his head up onto my lap. I brushed away his sticky hair from his face and caressed his face.
"Taehyung... Wake up..." I cried as slightly smacked his chest.
"O-oppa..." I cried as he didn't want to open his eyes, I cried harder with my eyes closed.
"Please... wake up..." I opened my eyes as I felt his hand on my cheek, cupping it gently.
"Hana..." His voice was soft and I couldn't help but to smile as I saw his eyes. He smiled at me too, but then stopped as he touched his lip. It was really bloody and cut. Jungkook had punched him so many times his nose was bleeding together with his lip.
"L-let's go home..." I said as I tried to help him up. I could feel the scratches I had gotten on my legs from the pavement, as the rain water touched them. I gasped a little but didn't bother as I helped Taehyung back home to me.
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As we entered my house I ignored mother as she gasped seeing Taehyung and his bruises.
"Who did this to you?" She asked him as I tried to help him up the stairs.
"Jungkook...." He said and I didn't bother. In my hurry out to them, I hadn't shut the door to my room either. I placed him on the bed and ran down to get the first aid kit. Mother seemed like she wanted to say something but held it inside.
I sat besides him on my bed and tried to clean his cut. He didn't look into my eyes as I did it. I felt guilty and scared at the same time. I knew it hurt as I cleaned, but he didn't budge. He then looked at me as I put a plaster on the corner of his lip.
"Can I sleep here tonight? I... I don't want to face my mom like this..." I nodded my head, he really didn't have to ask.
"He really hit you hard... I'm... I'm sorry..." I said as I looked down.
"I should be the one who's sorry. I think I broke you two up..." I looked at him and shook my head.
"Don't be..." I said and put down the first aid kit. "He should be the one that's sorry, since he practically destroyed your face." Taehyung laughed at my statement.
"Yeah..." It seemed like he was hiding something, but I guess it could've been the pain... "Yah, you're bleeding too!" Taehyung said as he looked down on my knees, seeing the scrapes that I've gotten from trying to save him.
"It's fine, it's nothing." I said, lying because I didn't want him to feel worse that what he already was. He shook his head.
"I know it hurts." He said as he pulled up my legs into his lap. "Here, I'll fix it." I smiled a little, only to gasp and groan at the pain as he started to clean the wounds.
"See? You are hurting." He laughed at me as he put plasters on so the wounds wouldn't stick to the sheets when I go to sleep.
"Thanks..." I said and looked at him. He smiled, as much as he could anyways.
"I... I'm sorry for kissing you..." He said as he looked down. "I-I didn't know Jungkook was coming over, I didn't mean for him to see..." I shook my head. What's in the past, is in the past.
"I-It's okay, what happened has happened... We couldn't avoid it.." I said and looked at him.
"Can you avoid this?" He asked, but before I can answer his lips were slightly pressed against mine. I slightly tugged on his shirt, trembling as I knew this wasn't right. But I couldn't control myself. The selfish devil inside of me took advantage of the situation, and I couldn't resist it as the lust started to float through my veins.