Hormones

Ruined

The days since high school had gone by slow for him. He got a job at an Auto repair shop down the street from a Walmart in down town Chicago.

It got to point where he smelled like straight up gasoline from oil changes.

Yoongi wiped his hands with a wet rag in the bathroom of his work place. He dried them on his shirt setting the rag on the side of the sink, water dripping onto the floor.

He leaned closer to the mirror, adjusting his collar on his blue jumpsuit he wore to work. He ran his hands through his dark brown hair and sighed. "3 more hours." He repeated to himself a few times before leaving the bathroom.

He walked back out into the small area, a car running with the hood open, jungkook looking into it. The smell of exhaust a pollution was evident in the area, making it even worse being beside a highway. "There's like sticks and shit in here." Jungkook said to yoongi. Yoongi peeked into the car and saw leaves a twigs stuck in engine and windscreen wipers. "So that's why she said the windshield wipers weren't working...." Yoongi stated although it was quite obvious to the two men.

"Turn the car off." Jungkook instructed the younger male. Yoongi opened the car door and took out the keys, setting them down on the divers seat.

He closed the door and walked back around to where Jungkook stood at the front of the car. "She must have left the hood open on accident or something. I don't know how else this shit would get in here."

Jungkook carefully stuck his hand down in the car a pulled a long twig out. He threw in down on the concrete floor and next pulled some leaves out. After a while they both working together had fixed the car.

Yoongi's shift was now over and he had some other business to do. He opened his work locker and checked the small black bag Jungkook had sat in his locker earlier that day. 23 g of Fentanyl was in a plastic bag along with a short stack of money held together with a paper clip. That was his share from the last customer.

He set the black bag in another bag he had that he kept his work clothes in and shut his locker. He put his hands in his coat pockets went out into the parking lot. He got in his small black car setting his back in the passenger seat.

Normally, Jungkook did the dirty work. He would find costumers and sell to them, Yoongi just bought the product from other people. But this time, Jungkook was having trouble with his baby mama so Yoongi decided he would just sell it this time with Jungkook getting no part of the money.

This was a small organization outside of the gang they where both in. The gang didn't know about it either making it a bit more dangerous. If the mob knew they would be pretty pissed off about them not giving some profit to them as well.

This dude actually gave an address to them. 'Stupid' Yoongi thought. He's just lucky they don't have any bad intentions with him. Yoongi found the guys apartment and knocked on the door. The plan was to just hand him the bag and he gives the bag back. Yoongi had taken the money out of it and put it in the glove box of his car.

The door opened, a chain keeping it from opening all the way. Yoongi pulled his shirt down, revealing the tattoo on his chest of the gang he was in. The man closed the door and opened it again. This time opening all the way. "Hey man." The guy said. Yoongi handed him the bag and he went back into his house for a moment. When the guy came back he handed the now empty black bag back and said a quick "thanks man" before Yoongi was already walking away.

Yoongi wasn't too good at socializing with clients which is why Jungkook did it for the most part.

Yoongi wiped the sweat from off his face. The anxiety getting to him.

"Goddamnit" Yoongi sighed getting back into his car and going home. When he got home he was greeted by his golden doodle puppy. He took his sneakers off and went to his bedroom. Sitting down on his bed he laid back and fell asleep.

When he woke up it was around 2:35 in the morning. He yawned and covered his mouth with a cupped hand. He lit a small blunt and inhaled, grabbed his phone. He scrolled on his phone, a picture his girlfriend posted showed up. It was a picture of her with her friends she had posted about an hour ago.

Yoongi rolled his eyes and sighed smoke out. He despised most of her friends. Especially Rachel.

Him and Emily had met at a pub after high school. She often went out drinking with her friends, it was a hobby. Little did they know at the time she is pregnant.

He kept scrolling and found a picture of Lisa on y/n Instagram. She was wearing a beautiful pink dress. Yoongi nodded. He didn't like the post though. He thought it would be weird to like his ex girlfriends post.

Often he would think back to high school. Reflect on his choices. What would have been different?

He probably would still be with y/n. He might have even went to collage. Going to Italy sounds fun if only he had the money. Yoongi had cried thinking about this topic before. Yoongi admits he's the one who ruined his life, something Jungkook would never say.

He would look at himself in his mirror every morning leaning on his sink. Pale, thin, tired, and weak. You could tell he was a dope head just taking a glance at him. It would something putting concealer over his dark circles couldn't hide.

He felt worthless and stupid.

And most of all, he felt ruined.