Without You

Chapter 23

"Okay, you need to get a job." my dad tells me, as we're shopping at the mall. I start laughing because he's giving me $70 to buy his christmas gift.

"Okay. Okay. Maybe next year." I tell him and he chuckles. "Well, I'll call you when I'm done."

I walk away from my dad and go into random stores, just to find what he might like. I don't really know him much. For the past few years, he's been fighting with my mother. I hardly had any alone time with my parents. Sad. I hardly even know my parents now.

I decided to just find my dad a sweater. I walk into this mens store and I'm surprised to see mostly women in here. Maybe they're finding stuff for their boyfriend or husband.

Speaking of boyfriend, I should get Jungkook something too for Christmas. But, I don't know what he likes so that's hard.

I find the sweater area and start searching through the medium sizes. My dad's not big, but for some reason he wishes to be.

I feel two hands slide across my cheek and cover my eyes. I freeze.

"Who's this?" I ask. I hear nothing. I lift up my hands and feel the ones on my face. It can't be Jungkook's hand. I don't really know how his hands feel like, but I'm assuming it's not. I keep feeling them.

"You like the way my hands feel?" I hear right near my ear. I removed the hands quickly and turn to see who it is. It's Jimin, and he's laughing. I groan and start to walk away.

"What do you want?" I say, looking back through the sweaters.

"I just wanted to say that I haven't beaten up anyone for the past few days."

I stopped and looked at him.

"Jimin, it's the holidays. We're not in school, of course you haven't." I say, and go back searching. I hear him scoff.

"Are you looking for a present for Jungkook?" he asks, following me.

"No. For my dad."

"Get this one." he says, lifting up a not-bad sweater. I take it and just walk away.

"Hey! No thank you?" he shouts, catching up to me.

"Thanks."

He scoffs.

"Don't you have a girlfriend to buy for?" I ask him. He starts to chuckle, and I think I know what he's implying.

"Broke up?" I added and looked at him. He nods and I sigh and face back forward.

I wait in line for about 3 minutes, with Jimin. After I paid for the sweater, I quickly leave the store and call my father. Jimin still follows. I gave up trying to escape from him and just stop walking, waiting for my dad to pick up.

"Dad? I'm done." I say.

"Okay, meet me in the front then." he says, and I hang up. I turn around to tell Jimin go away, I mean goodbye, but he was already gone. I look around and then shrugged. I walk off to the front.

***

"Dad." I say, as soon as we got home.

"Hm?"

"Remember when I said that I didn't have a boyfriend anymore?" I ask. He looks at me, wondering where this is going. "Well, I do now...again."

"Same guy?" he asks. I shake my head.

"Tomorrow he wants me to go with him to the airport to pick up his sister." I tell him. He looks at me and just keeps looking for a while.

"Is he a good guy?" he asks. I shrugged. "What do you mean you don't know?"