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BROKEN [0/??]
by: 理科
pairing[s]: Kim Jaejoong x OC (later/main), ChunMin, and HoSu (for now)
rating: PG-13 to R (for graphics and such)
genre: angst/fluff/violence/romance/
summary: it is said that one smile can hide over a million of one's tears. it is also said that the most innocent and loving of people can be the most broke. aish, i suck at summaries just read.
author's note: my first attempt at a DBSK fanfic [w00t w00t w00t]. i finally am in a new fandom. hopefully this will be good. this story is somewhat sad but sweet, evil but loving and spicy but sugary and all that stuff in between. this fic is unbeta'ed
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE AND SELF INFLICTION [CUTTING]. DO NOT READ THIS, IF YOU ARE NOT ABLE TO HANDLE SCENES LIKE THIS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!
BROKEN
Holding back the tears and screams of pain you want to let out, you let him force himself onto you. Again, he's ripping you at the seams, taking your shine and innocence away....yet he doesn't seem to care. Grunting in utter bliss, he rides out his orgasm, his high. He's pulls out of you and falls back on the bed in an exhausted manner. Looking over, you know he's asleep and you begin to limp your into the shower. You scrub your body harshly, harsh enough to make you bleed but not harsh enough to get rid of the dirtiness you feel. Reaching over, you pull open the drawer closet to shower and reach for your only solstice in times like this...your razorblade. Putting it to your wrist, you breath in deeply as you slide the blade across your arm and watch your blood turn into a bubble of crimson and burst. Letting out the breath you've been holding, you look down at the once clear water and slide down to the floor with a smile of happiness and exhaustion on your face. You open your mouth expecting to hear screams, scream to get the pain out of your body, scream to vent anger, but instead you are greeted with silence. With that, you let your silent tears for help fall.
A/N: I know this is a really short chapter. I just wanted to see if you guys would like it and if I should continue writing it. Love and criticism is wanted and needed. Feel free to be brutally honest.
by: 理科
pairing[s]: Kim Jaejoong x OC (later/main), ChunMin, and HoSu (for now)
rating: PG-13 to R (for graphics and such)
genre: angst/fluff/violence/romance/
summary: it is said that one smile can hide over a million of one's tears. it is also said that the most innocent and loving of people can be the most broke. aish, i suck at summaries just read.
author's note: my first attempt at a DBSK fanfic [w00t w00t w00t]. i finally am in a new fandom. hopefully this will be good. this story is somewhat sad but sweet, evil but loving and spicy but sugary and all that stuff in between. this fic is unbeta'ed
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS RAPE AND SELF INFLICTION [CUTTING]. DO NOT READ THIS, IF YOU ARE NOT ABLE TO HANDLE SCENES LIKE THIS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!
BROKEN
Holding back the tears and screams of pain you want to let out, you let him force himself onto you. Again, he's ripping you at the seams, taking your shine and innocence away....yet he doesn't seem to care. Grunting in utter bliss, he rides out his orgasm, his high. He's pulls out of you and falls back on the bed in an exhausted manner. Looking over, you know he's asleep and you begin to limp your into the shower. You scrub your body harshly, harsh enough to make you bleed but not harsh enough to get rid of the dirtiness you feel. Reaching over, you pull open the drawer closet to shower and reach for your only solstice in times like this...your razorblade. Putting it to your wrist, you breath in deeply as you slide the blade across your arm and watch your blood turn into a bubble of crimson and burst. Letting out the breath you've been holding, you look down at the once clear water and slide down to the floor with a smile of happiness and exhaustion on your face. You open your mouth expecting to hear screams, scream to get the pain out of your body, scream to vent anger, but instead you are greeted with silence. With that, you let your silent tears for help fall.
A/N: I know this is a really short chapter. I just wanted to see if you guys would like it and if I should continue writing it. Love and criticism is wanted and needed. Feel free to be brutally honest.