Faithless
-Eliana-
If I'm being honest I kind of zoned out on my drive and I'm not even sure when I got home. I've just been sitting in my car in my driveway going over the events of the night over and over again.
Nothing makes sense. I know Hoseok and I can't imagine a world where he'd do the things he's done to me these past few weeks. It just isn't like him.
My thoughts are interrupted by a sudden knock at my window. I turn, startled by the sound. I'm even more taken aback when I see Jimin standing outside my car. My eyebrows scrunch in confusion.
"You okay?" I hear his voice, muffled through the glass.
I nod slowly confused as to why he's followed me home. He motions with his hand for me to come out and I hesitate. Earlier he was comforting but what if he's back to being a jerk again.
I open the door and come out as he stands back and waits. "What are you doing here?" I ask cautiously.
"I was worried." He replies casually. "You were crying and I'm pretty sure you were on the verge of a panic attack."
"Oh.." That's embarrassing. "Well, as you can see I'm fine now." I say giving him an awkward smile. I'm still not sure how to feel about him, but I can't exactly be rude seeing as he kind of helped me calm down at the party. Now he's come all the way to my house to make sure I'm okay. The least I can do is be cordial.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He offers.
"Not really."
"Right.. So I'm guessing it has to do with Hoseok."
I sigh "Jimin, I rather not. This is awkward. You came to see if I'm okay and I am. So I think it would be for the best if you leave now."
"Sorry. I've just never seen you that way, not even when I—" His voice drifts off.
Our eyes meet briefly before we both awkwardly look away. He rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably before he speaks again. "You really love him." He states as though he's just now come to that conclusion.
"Uhh.. Well, yeah." I murmur.
Jimin chuckles, pushing his hair back. It makes me give him a questioning look. "That sucks." He chuckles a bit more at my confused expression. "It sucks for me." He clarifies.
"Kinda sucks for me too." I respond truthfully. Being in love with Hoseok hasn't exactly been a walk in the park. It's been a battle from the very beginning. A battle that I'm not sure I can keep fighting.
It's quiet and uncomfortable as we stand there with nothing else to say. My eyes drift down to the ground as I do my best not to look so awkward.
"Hey, do you wanna go somewhere?" He asks out of nowhere.
I look up at him with raised eyebrows. "Go somewhere?"
"Yeah, the night's still young. We can go to that bar we used to go to and get some drinks or if you're not feeling that, we can go get something to eat. Whatever you want."
"Umm.." I hesitate. Jimin seems sane tonight, but that doesn't mean I'd go anywhere with him willingly. I haven't forgotten everything he's put me through.
"I just feel like it could do you good to go out instead of staying home and being depressed."
"I really don't think that's a good idea." I reply honestly.
"Oh come on. We'd just go as friends, nothing weird." He insists. "I promise to have you home by midnight, Cinderella." He jokes as he takes my hand in his.
