The smile that left your eyes

part 7

Your POV:

I screamed into my pillow and sat straight on my bed. How dare he? Did I talk anything wrong? Even if I did, he has no right to slap me. 

Yeah, even I don't have any right to slap him but I did so I can't think like this. We had our reasons.

"He slapped me," I said to Namjoon in the call. He knew I was talking about Jimin.

"Slapped?" He was definitely shocked.

"Hmm" I replied moodily.

A wave of mixed emotions hit my brain that I even don't know why I called Namjoon so late.

"Tell me what exactly happened," Namjoon asked me. Scratch that, it was like an order.

I told him everything and then I heard his sigh. I didn't speak anything then. The two sides of the call went silent.

"Y/n?" he called me

"Hmm?"

"Are you mad at him? Or sad that he hurt you?" He asked me softly. He needs an answer now.

"This is nothing compared to what he did years ago" I mumbled.

"Do you want to talk more?"

I was silent.

"I'll come over if you want" he talked again.

"I need some time alone Oppa. Good night" I responded and he hummed as I cut the call.

I never shared everything I felt for a long time. So this felt weird for me. I couldn't get any sleep the whole night. I'm lacking sleep these days unless I'm drunk. I need to fix this. Do I need to?

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The rising sun indicated that I should get ready to work. I took a long shower as I had so much time left to my work and I lazily dressed into a plain long frock. As my maid isn't here, I ignored having breakfast and grabbed my bag and files along with my mobile to leave the house. As I opened the main door, there stood a polythene bag with paper stuck to it. I grabbed the paper first and read it.

Sorry :( Don't skip your meals

I crushed the paper into a ball and threw it into the bag. I understood where this came from. I quickly grabbed the bag and left it at Jimin's door before getting into the lift. I hate apologizes when they do the mistake knowingly. I take my time to accept their sorry and I guess I might take my time for this too cause Jimin isn't special to me right now. I sat in my car and the memories flashed in my mind. In fact, they never left me.

Flashback:

"I love when you are angry with me" he giggled looking at me.

"I hate when you get into fights" I crossed my arms to show myself strong and angry, even if it is him.

"I'm sorry" he leaned close to me.

"You know I hate sorry when anyone does something knowing it's a mistake," I said as I turned to leave him but he grabbed my wrist and pinned me to the wall, trapping me between him and the wall.

"Do you expect me to stay calm when that bastard was making such filthy comments on you? I'm sorry but I can't" he hissed in rage as his dark eyes pierced into my soul.

"Do you expect me to get scared by looking at you now? Anyways let's go, the class is gonna start now" I pushed his left hand and made my way to our class as he mumbled how I surprise him every time with my actions.