Recovery (GOT7 fanfic)

Pain Changes People

I had ignored Yugyeom all morning. It was painful, but I had to do it, simply out of principle. He broke a promise, a big one, and I couldn't forget it so quickly. We said we wouldn't speak of it. Ever. After all he had done to help me the day before too. It was disappointing. I found it difficult to even look at him today.

I was opening my locker at school when he tried to talk to me again. My eyes were blank and empty. He was saying something, but I wasn't really listening. He could tell.

"Listen to me," He grabbed my arm urgently, careful not to catch my wrist by accident. At least I appreciated that about him. He was always careful, and gentle. 

I swivelled around slowly to face him. His angry expression quickly diminished into one of guilt, as soon as our eyes met. His grip loosened. I waited for him to continue.

However, he was jolted back forcefully. "Don't touch her," Jinyoung frowned, holding Yugyeom and I apart by his outstretched arms. 

I see the disgusted look on Yugyeom's face, and the anger rising inside of him. I want to laugh, but I can't be mean to him. I just can't. I hadn't noticed, but Jinyoung pulled me closer to him, his arms hanging over my shoulders. 

Yugyeom looked furious. I couldn't look him in the eye. I felt slightly guilty, when he should be the one to feel that. I'd double dosed again this morning, and that was doing me no favours. Either Yugyeom or Bambam would realise if I kept this up. Two bottles in a month wouldn't go unnoticed. 

"I just want to talk," Yugyeom appealed to me, rather than Jinyoung, with a croaky voice. I glanced up at Jinyoung, who shook his head at me. 

"I... We can talk later, okay? On the way home," I say, half convincing myself that I will, when I won't. 

They can both see the lies wavering in my glassy eyes. An apology is on the tip of my tongue, but Jinyoung pulls me to the cafeteria, and Yugyeom doesn't follow. I look back at him sadly, before letting it go. I would talk to him. Eventually.  

"Hey.. I thought we were going to Jackson's today," Jinyoung leaned closer to my ear and whispered.

"...We are," I whisper back. He grins.

The day passes quickly, too quickly for my liking. The one day I wish school wouldn't end, goes by like a snap of my fingers. Typical.

I finished school late today, so I've already missed the beginning of the party, which started an hour ago, but Jinyoung still waited for me. He had his head hung low, headphones planted in his ears, swaying back and forth slightly to his music. 

I walked over and waved my hand in front of his face. Jinyoung was startled, but he was laughing at the same time, so I didn't feel too bad.

"About time you showed up! I thought you might have left without me," He pouted.

"Sorry," I said. 

He rolled his eyes playfully and slid his arm around my waist. He took a double take at me, but said nothing. We walked down the street like that, and chatted. Well, he told me about his day, and I gave a sentence or two every so often. 

I could hear Jackson's party before I could see it. It didn't bode well for me. 

"Don't worry! I'll protect you!" Jinyoung laughed at my hesitant steps towards Jackson's house.

I had a bad feeling, but stupidly ignored it. I needed a distraction, and this was a good one.