19 - confused

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jungkook pov :

Saturday was a complete blur. I spent the etire day in bed unless I had to use the bathroom or get something from the kitchen , thankful for that match that got delayed to next week , I wasn't sure I was in the mood to even get up from my bed .

after my semi-fight with bambam I settled on the bathroom counter for about ten minutes like someone just woke me up from a coma , I washed my face and went out directly paying for our orders at the counter not even saying goodbye to yeri , I couldn't bring myself to face her anymore as that bitter taste settled in my mouth  knowing that lisa is in the fucking kitchen instead of being beside me , my guts were twisted and I felt sick . it was not about lisa's job , I always admired her for being so hardworking and dependant . it was about me not being enough of a man despite being so damn sure of my feelings .

After several missed calls and texts from jaehyun and jimin , I finally turned my phone off for the rest of the day . bambam probably spilled about our encounter earlier , but whereas he was into punching me in the guts , Jaehyun would high-five me, insisting I tell him every juicy detail about my 'new-found' love for his girlfriend's bestfriend . And I wasn’t in the mood for that either. I didn’t want to think about bambam's words again , it just sliced my heart and pride into tiny little pieces , I would be damned before i intentionally hurt lisa or make her feel less , the thought of her doubting herself or being insecure because of my  actions made me want to jump off the roof and pray to never come down alive .

lisa

lisa

lisa

I couldn't help but let my mind wonder about the way she wet her lips unconsciously before she opened her mouth to talk , how her flawless beautiful skin glistened under the soft yellow lights of the cafe , her hair straight smooth and shiny , the way her face flushed and her eyes lit when I threw secret glances her way , the sound of my name on her lips, the way she looked at me as bambam dragged her to the kitchen , how  ridiculously small she was despite having the proportions of a fucking super model .

she was so gorgous I felt so undeserving and for a while I wondered what should I do to dig up my way into her heart , to earn her , I was ready to tear limbs from bodies just t prove I was the man for her .

despite my efforts to block it at the back of my mind , bambam's words still echoed in my ears like a drum :"she went through so much she has nobody but me " what possibly could have happened to lisa ? could it perhaps have something to do with her moving to korea ? jaehyun told me that she was bestfriends with rosé since high school and that rosé never mentioned lisa's family in any of their talks .

I knew she was providing for herself  ,  how she got into university with a scholarship and how she was a straight A student so i just assumed that she left her family in Thailand and came to korea but after my talk with bambam there was this unsettling feeling in my stomach that told me there was more to this story , and by the twist in my guts i wasn't sure I even wanted to know .

My alarm annoyingly woke me at 5:00a.m. on Monday as usual. I thought of going for a run in the morning before I go to practise , my body was filled with tension and i couldn't think straight . I needed to vent my frustration somewhere .

Dressing in my running gear, I grabbed my phone and keys off my nightstand and went downstairs into the large kitchen. the condo that my family owned here in seoul was so spacious for just one person , since I moved to this place three years it had felt so hallow , taehyung and jimin or jaehyun are always laying around so it doesnt feel so lonely most of the time but when they are not here it almost feels unbearable, like I'm being swallowed by a dark hole . I made my way through the building and smiled at Jimin’s face that is pressing against the glass of his car , asshole still sleepy as fuck but he never misses a run. my mouth twitched seeing his angry expression glaring at me as I spin to greet him.

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