my fake boyfriend [jungkook]

five | heart broken

Did Mark cheat on me? Did he cheat on me with Sooyoung? Is that why he broke up with me?

My heart dropped. Are they serious?

"Hey! Emma!" Sooyoung exclaimed, waving at me. I shut my eyes and tried letting the tears go back in.

Why, Sooyoung?

"Em—,"

I turned around and pushed the door open. I stopped outside and put my hand to my mouth. I swallowed, trying not to cry, but it was hard.

I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. Tears rolled down my cheek without me even realizing.

My heart burned. It felt like it was slowly melting--so slow that I could even feel the pain.

I kept walking and wiped my tears away.

The love of my life, Mark? Why did he do this? Love of my life—my ass.

My hands started to tremble and I started to not see clearly. I didn't even know where I was going. All I could think of was Mark cheating on me. How long has this been going on?

"Emma! Where are you going?" Jungkook asked, and I ignored him.

"Emma!" I heard just as a car ran past me and before I knew it, I was in Jungkook's arms.

I struggled to keep my eyes open and suddenly felt my eyes slowly closing. Then everything turned black.

—

I slowly opened my eyes. My body felt fragile--I felt no energy on me. I slowly looked around.

"Emma?"

I turned my head towards the familiar voice. Jungkook? "What, why am I—,"

"Okay, so let me get this straight. Why—what happened back there?" He asked, and I thought back to what happened.

We went shopping for cookies... Then I saw Mark...

"Oh," I mumbled.

"Why did you faint so suddenly? Are you sick?"

I turned my gaze to him. "I was just feeling nauseous... when I smelt the cookies..." I lied. He raised an eyebrow. I tried to sit up.

"Are you sure?" He asked, and I nodded quickly.

"Yeah." I sighed, "The smell of the bakery was too strong."

"You almost got hit by a car, Emma." He sighed massaging his forehead. "I'm supposed to watch over you, kiddo, not let you almost get hit by a car."

"Really?" I said with wide eyes.

"Yeah. I saved your butt." He said, rolling his eyes. I admired him for a while.

"Thank you."
"Yeah, now you owe me."
"I owe you?"

"Yeah. Let's see..." He said thinking. "When I think of something I'll surely remind you."

"Uh.. Okay." I said, and looked around. "Wait, where is that one guy we met at the park...?"

"Oh, Jimin? He went home. I told him to."

I nodded slowly. "Ah... Why?"

He looked at me and sighed. "Why do you think he went home, Emma?"

I point to myself. "W-was it because of me?"

He closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh... Sorry..?" I said in a questionable way, while raising an eyebrow.

"Don't worry. He's coming tomorrow anyways."