AMBW IMAGINES

A Different Kind of Sick

{Yoongi}

it's been four weeks since yn been at school. not even her best friend knows where she is. yn wasn't the most popular kid in school but she's been the latest trend of gossip around the school. some people think she's just ditching school. someone even started a rumor that she was dead. although i quickly put an end to those rumors. yn lives in the neighboring subdivision. i would walk to her house, but i know how she is about uninvited guests.

i've done all that i've can. calling her, texts, even voice mail. it's not like her to just leave me on read for a long time. yn always had her phone on and was the fastest replier i knew. something serious must have happened. i was leaning on the wall waiting for first period to begin. first and second period were the only classes i had with yn and her best friend. but since she's been missing i've been dreading the morning. staring at her empty desk drove me mad. how could i possibly concentrate on moles and matter when my girlfriend was missing. the hallways emptied as the bell rang and k was about to go to class when i saw a familiar puff.

"yn!" i gasped and tan to her. she didn't look excited to see me at all. she wore a large hoody and leggings. i felt her forehead.

"are you sick? is that why you've haven't been coming to school?"

i bombarded her with other questions. i didn't even care that we were standing in the middle of the hall. the resource officer patrolled outside the school on Tuesday's' anyway.

"hello to you too yoongi." she said smartly. her slick words brought a little relief to me. seems as if nothing had changed.

"yn where have you been?"

"i've been at home."

"why what happened? is it your dad?"

yn's dad was pretty over protective of his daughter. he always dropped her off and picked her up. yn rarely left the house, if it wasn't church,school, or softball practice she was at home doing homework. i knew her father wasn't too pleased with the idea of a boyfriend either. but screw him, yn and i are dating. he needs to get over it.

"no it has nothing to do with him."

"may i have a kiss? i missed you." i asked

our lips pressed together. but it wasn't a real kiss. something was going on and i was going to find out. not giving a damn about chemistry i walked through the front doors of the school. yn was in my grasp asking me where we were going. i walked about twenty feet to the bus stop bench behind the school. no one was outside so we had all the privacy that we needed.

"yoongi why did you take me out here?"

"it's cause we need privacy to talk. i don't know what's up with you. i literally haven't seen you since the block party last month. i had worried about you."

"i've been really sick lately. i haven't been able to keep anything down."

yn's voice was so monotone. no emotions it was if she was reading lines. her eyes were skittish jumping around, avoiding all eye contact. her hands laid on top of her thighs.

naturally i felt her forehead. it was slightly warm but it could be due to the mid summer weather.

"you've been dealing with this fever for about four weeks." i tilted my head questionably. now i wasn't a medical professional in the slightest but whenever i was sick it lasted for about two weeks max. i felt her forehead again.

"let's go to the nurse's station. she can probably diagnose you better than me." i was about to reach for her hand by yn snatched it away.

"no! don't do that."