Stalker // Jimin

5

Instead of 2 weeks, 3 went by. I still hadn't seen her because Hoseok didn't allow me to go practice. My ankle still hurt a lot, but I didn't want to see a doctor, I didn't need someone to tell me my ankle was fucked up. I already knew that. I was very concerned and frustrated because I didn't know if I'd ever be able to dance again.

I felt better lately. Until Hoseok came in. His smile had never been this bright. I whistled and asked him why he was so excited today. Hoseok looked at me with his big brown eyes. "You're never going to believe this Jimin!" I giggled. "We'll see, now tell me what's causing you to act like this." But what he told me after made me anything but happy.

I felt anger, sadness. Most of all, jealousy. "So you remember the girl from dance practice right?" He beamed. I already didn't like where this was going. "We've been getting closer lately and she asked me out for a drink!" I turned my face around so that Hoseok couldn't see the expression on my face. My eyebrows were furrowed and my lips formed a pout. Still, I tried to play it off. "That's great for you Hoseok! I'm so happy for you."

I was, I really was happy for him. But she was mine, I didn't like sharing. Not even with my best friend. Not even when said best friend was all I had since the last few years. His announcement left me numb for the rest of the week. I was curious, did he really like her? I would say yes to her if I got the chance myself. So is he really to blame?

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The longer Hoseok told me to stay home, the more I felt like going crazy in this house. I felt like I was trapped in between the same 4 walls since ages ago. I wanted to dance again, I wanted to go outside. I wanted too see her again. I didn't have to stay home, Hoseok just told me to, and he didn't have any authority over me whatsoever.

This morning he went off to go practice, he told me he loved me, gave me a peck on my forehead and repeated that I shouldn't leave the house. Which he had been reminding me for a whole month already. So, being as stubborn as I had always been, I decided to get myself a nice strawberry shake for the sake of it.

I hadn't been eating much lately, and since Hoseok wasn't home that much, he didn't notice. Which is why I had control over my own body again, no one to talk me into eating. If I ever wanted to start dancing again, I had to be skinny enough to be able to do everything swiftly. I had to look pretty.

Luckily walking had become easier. I had covered my foot in tape for more support. I limped just a little, but the coffee shop was only a few hundred meters away anyway. Which is why I walked there, slowly. When I got into the shop, I ordered the shake and took a seat in the corner. I put my ankle on the chair in front of me to keep it high enough for the blood to flow through.

The barman gave me my shake and noticed my foot. "Perhaps I could get you some free ice blocks to put on your ankle?" The man asked. I thought for a second but decided it was for the best. I nodded and smiled at him. He then went back behind the bar to get some ice. In the meantime I enjoyed my strawberry shake. It felt good to drink something that wasn't plain water after all that time.

The barman came back and handed me the ice. I managed to mutter a small "thank you" just before he went back. I took out my phone to check my social media account when an idea popped up.

She must have some kind of social platform she's on. I bit my lip while typing in her name on instagram. Lot's of accounts popped up and I carefully checked all of them.

Just as I thought I found it, an unknown number called me. Knowing better, but lacking self control, I pressed the button to pick up. "Hello?" The line was silent for a second. "Is this Park Jimin?" The person on the other side of the line asked. "Yes?" I hesitated. "You are Jung Hoseok's emergency contact."

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13/02/21