The things I wish never happened

Chapter 2

*Jimin's POV*

My head was slamming as I walked into the office doors to my best friend Taehyung.

"Last night was fucking wild." He grinned.

I couldn't remember shit from last night. "Yeah totally." I walked into my office and grabbed the Advil off of my desk. I threw two pills in my mouth.

"That girl was totally taking your whole-"

I cut him off. "What?"

"Jimin don't act like you forgot."

"What exactly happened last night?" I rubbed my temples as I sat at my desk.

Taehyung cracked a piece or gum in his mouth. "We went to that sex party remember? You got fucking drunk."

Fuck. I had an even bigger migraine. That means I cheated. "I cheated on Ronnie?" I looked up at him dreading the answer.

"She doesn't have to know." He fiddled with my pens. "It's just sex."

"Out." I sighed.

"Oh come on Jimin, you chose to go, you chose to get blacked out, and you chose to fuck that-"

I picked up a stapler and threw it at him "get the fuck out." My voice was stern but not a yell.

"Jeez." Taehyung rolled his eyes. "You're so dramatic." He opened the door and left.,

I rubbed my head trying to remember anything I possibly could. Flashing lights and loud music played in my mind. Then finally a pretty girl about my age was grinding on me. Her tongue traveled up and down my body.

"Fuck." I said out loud remembering everything.

I cradled my head in my hands. Ronnie knew. A vision of me pouring a bottle of Hennessy down my bare chest and the unknown girl licking it off made me shake my head. I thought I was done with this lifestyle.

Once work was over I headed immediately to the store grabbing a bouquet of daises. Pretty. Ronnie hated roses. She called them cliche. I smiled holding the bouquet walking to my car.

I promised her we'd have dinner together tonight. I hope she didn't cook because I decided to pick up some Italian food on the way back. I pulled up to the house and of course her best friends car was here. Jungkook. I growled in my head at the idea. I hated that guy. He wanted her I could tell.

I grabbed the bag of food and flowers and put on my best smile as I walked to our front foor. I opened it and looked at my living room Jungkook and her were taking shots of soju and laughing hysterically at some art work sitting in front of them, I assumed was from their job.

"Jagiya." I said in a singsong voice. Her and Jungkook finally noticed me standing there. "I brought you some flowers and food." I grinned. "Hello Kook."

"Hello I was just leaving." He awkwardly picked up the stack of kids work and brushed past me. "Bye Ronnie." He waved before leaving.

I felt my blood boil, but needed to stay calm. "They're beautiful." Ronnie grabbed the flowers from me and walked into the kitchen. She took a vase out of the cupboard and filled it with water, placing the flowers in it. "Thank you."

"Youre welcome." I said setting the food on the table.

She came and sat down grabbing one of the containers. "Want to talk about whatever the hell last night was?" She looked me in the eye as she bit some garlic bread.

"Taehyung and I went to the bar. I lost track of time."

She eyed me, if she knew I was lying she didn't say anything. Just nodded her head. "You could have called me."

"I know, I fucked up I'm sorry."

"I don't like you hanging out with Taehyung." She slurped a noodle.

I slapped my fork down. "He's my best friend Ronnie."

"A pretty shitty one." She slurped another noodle.

I gave her a dirty look "bet you fucked Jungkook."

Her eyes went wide and she stood up pushing her chair in aggressively. "Fuck you Jimin." She said as she walked to the door opening it and slamming it shut.

Fuck. I fucked up again. I stared at the food sitting where she was just eating. She knows. I know she knows.