My Personal Trainer《BTS JIMIN FANFIC》

Chap. 36: 미안해

-Days Later-

I closed my locker and saw Hoseok.

I smiled but he remained serious as he walked toward me.

"Hobi..is something-"

"You really hurt Taehyung." He said.

My heart stung.

"I know but I-"

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"If Jimin was the one you loved all along..why'd you lead Taehyung on?"

"Hobi I didn't mean-"

"Nah just save it. I can't believe you were seeing Jimin low key." He shook his head.

"So I'm the bad guy now?"

"Stop. You don't want to see my bad side. I'm sorry but just stay away from me for now." He said and walked away.

I feel like crying.

He's my only true friend at this school.

Now what?

I know what I did was wrong but..

Aish..I can't be forgiven for doing such a foolish act. But I mean I did like Taehyung..although I didn't love him like I love Jimin..

Maybe I can apologize?

How though? Taehyung doesn't live under my roof anymore. He reported Miss. Madi and child services took him away the next day.

The house has honestly gotten dull and lifeless since he left

I kinda miss him..but I just remember the way he punched my baby brother. So vicious and evil like. It makes me glad he's gone.

Yet again I feel bad.

Especially now since my bestie is avoiding me. I can understand why he'd take Taehyung's side..but still.

I'm just human.

"Well well well. I guess the Freak has no one to play with now."

I got serious and glared at my rival.

"When will you ever just drop it?"

"Until the day you drop dead." She muttered.

I remained serious.

She smirked. "Jimin still doesn't know yet..does he?"

"That's none of your business."

"Oh it is honey. Because I wanna see the look on his face the day you suddenly stop breathing. He'll be so confused he won't know how to even react." She laughed devilishly. "You're just a waste...of a life."

"And you're just a psychotic ex girlfriend who can't take a loss!" I yelled.

She took a step back startled.

"Bitch." I muttered, turned, and walked away.

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-Taehyung POV-

I lit up my lighter and fired up my cigarette. I took a puff.

I glared out the caged window and thought about how cruel this world is.

Why was I born? I have nothing to live for. I'm just a poor unfortunate soul. Walking around doing who knows what?

I stopped going to school as soon as I came back to this orphanage.