Broken | j.jk

5 | Denial

"No..." I whispered, stumbling back on my feet.

"Namjoon, you're dismissed."

"NO!" I exclaimed making Namjoon stop in his tracks.

"Namjoon please. Take me out of here and bring me home." I said with my eyes starting to water.

He looked at me with sadness in his eyes while shaking his head. He then closed the doors, locking me in with this monster.

"You've always looked absolutely gorgeous in red, you know."

I turned back around to face him.

"I don't give a fuck what you think I look good in, Jeon."

He smirked. "Oh come on love. No need for the vulgarity. And we're not even on a first name basis?" He clenched his shirt where his dead, cold heart would be if he had one.

I just stayed where I was and glared at him.

"Care to take a seat?" He asked, pointing at the two seats facing the fire place.

I stayed put.

"Oh come on Y/N, don't be like that." He said walking towards me with his hand out.

Fear and adrenaline erupted and I immediately backed all the way up until my back hit the door.

A sad and disappointed look formed in Jungkook's eyes. 

"You really still see me the same way you did back then?"

I nodded slowly.

He sighed. "Alright I won't touch you. Could you please come sit with me?" He sat down and looked at the fire.

I slowed made my way over to the chair, moving it a bit further away from his to give a bit more distance between the two chairs. I sat down and we both sat in silence until he spoke.

"You know Y/N, I've changed a lot since that day."

Yeah, right.

"I took a week off from school and I was planning on going back the following week and apologize to you. But-" He stopped.

"Someone told me you killed yourself."

My eyes widened and shot directly at him. But I still didn't say anything.

"People don't me you never back showed up at school for the rest of the year and no one had heard from you, we were all convinced you were dead."

I just stared at him in disbelief.

No wonder people were a bit weird and overly nice towards me senior year! I thought that was just because they felt pity towards me from the breakup. Not that they had all convinced themselves that I was dead the majority of junior year.

"After that, I had transferred to an All Boys Charter School. And from then on I isolated myself from everyone."

He looked up at me and I darted my eyes back to the fire.

"What did happen to you might I ask? I never found out."

I didn't look at him but proceed to answer.

"My mother homeschooled me for the rest of 11th grade but I did go back for 12th."

I looked over at him to see him looking a this hands. "I never knew about the rumor though."

"When did you find out I was still alive?" I asked cautiously.

"A couple months ago."

I shivered.