Summer Serenade x Reader

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As I chatted with some of the other girls at the party, I suddenly noticed that Jungkook and Lisa were nowhere to be seen. My heart skipped a beat, and a sense of unease began to settle in. Where could they have gone together? My mind raced with possibilities, none of them good. I tried to stay calm, telling myself that it was probably nothing, but the worry gnawed at me.

A few minutes later, I saw Jungkook returning, but something was off. He looked different—his usual warmth and affection were gone, replaced by a cold, almost hostile expression. Before I could ask him what was wrong, he grabbed my arm and dragged me to the center of the party. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could feel everyone’s eyes on us.

"Jungkook, what’s going on?" I asked, my voice trembling with confusion.

He didn't answer me directly. Instead, he turned to face me, his voice loud and biting, cutting through the music and chatter. "What do you think? That you can win my heart by showing up at this rich party?" His words were harsh, filled with a venom I had never heard from him before.

My heart sank. Why was he being so rude to me all of a sudden? This wasn't the Jungkook I knew, the one who had just kissed me tenderly earlier in the evening. I felt a lump forming in my throat, my mind racing to figure out what had changed so quickly.

"You’re just a girl who loves to be in bed with me, that’s it," he continued, his voice colder than ever. "Now, get out of here."

His words hit me like a ton of bricks. I could hardly breathe as the tears welled up in my eyes. I stared at him in shock, unable to process what was happening. How could he say something so cruel? My heart ached as I tried to find any sign of the Jungkook I knew, but all I saw was a stranger in front of me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Lisa standing nearby, a smug smile plastered on her face. Suddenly, everything made sense—this was her doing. She had somehow gotten to him, manipulated him, and turned him against me. The realization only made the pain worse. How could Jungkook fall for her lies? How could he hurt me like this?

I could feel the stares of everyone at the party, the whispers starting as they watched the scene unfold. The humiliation was overwhelming, but more than that, the pain of Jungkook’s betrayal was unbearable.

Tears began to spill down my cheeks as I looked at him, searching for any sign that this wasn’t real, that this was just some horrible nightmare. But all I saw was the coldness in his eyes, the same coldness that shattered my heart into a million pieces.

Without another word, I turned and fled from the party, my vision blurred by tears. I could barely hear the sounds of the party behind me as I ran, all I could focus on was the pain tearing through me. I had never felt so hurt, so broken. All I wanted was to get away, to escape the crushing reality that the person I loved had just publicly humiliated and rejected me.

As I made my way outside, the cool night air hit my face, but it did nothing to soothe the burning pain in my chest. I needed to get as far away from that place as possible, away from the stares, the whispers, and most of all, away from Jungkook.

The pain was unbearable, a sharp ache in my chest that seemed to pierce every corner of my heart. Desperate for anything to numb it, I stumbled into the nearest liquor store, hoping that the alcohol would provide some relief, even if only temporarily.

I approached the bartender, my voice trembling as I tried to steady myself. "Give me big whisky shots."

The bartender looked at me with concern, clearly questioning my age. "You look young. What’s your age?"

In my desperation, I lied, hoping it would get me what I wanted. "I’m 19."

The bartender hesitated but eventually handed over the shots. I didn’t care about the taste or the burn—it was all just a blur as I downed shot after shot, trying to drown out the pain Jungkook had inflicted on me. The alcohol hit me hard, and after ten large shots, I was struggling to keep my balance.