Empty (Punch sequel)

Part 11

Minyoung sat in her bedroom, heart beating in her chest. She wasn't sure of what had just happened. She called Jungkook and he was on his way to her house right now.

Needing a friend, she found no one else to call except for him.

She didn't really trust Bambam in something like this. He was a friend, but not the kind who you would like to tell them your secrets. Jina didn't really like her, despite how the two of them started to get a little closer to each other.

She found that the only person who would listen to her would be Jungkook.

This morning in the library she got the feeling that she could depend on him as a friend.

It surprised her when he told her that he will come over.

He was busy training, preparing for an important champion that would take place in a few days, yet he chose to come over and listen to her blabbing about her problems.

A feeling of regret took over her. She shouldn't have called him and distract him. Yet her heart was beating fast in her chest cavity as she was grateful to him.

A few minutes passed before her phone started ringing. She reached for it and wasn't surprised to find it was Jimin who was calling.

He must want to make sure that she was okay. He left to give her a small space with herself. He told her not to push herself so hard before leaving. She wasn't sure if she'd wanted him to stay more or not.

"Hey." She answered her phone. Her voice was weak and almost audible. She cried a lot.

"How are you?"

"I'm not sure. But I will be fine. I'm worried about mom."

"Just give her a little time. She needs it."

Minyoung nodded, despite knowing that he wouldn't see that. "You are home?"

"Yeah. Want me to come over."

A few of seconds passed before Minyoung finally spoke. "You don't need to."

She heard him taking a deep breath and imagined the same hurt expression from before over his face. She couldn't stop hurting him even though she hated to do so.

"See you tomorrow then."

"Yeah. See you." And she cut the line feeling guilty for calling Jungkook when she could have called Jimin over instead.

The call was kind of awkward which was worst, because she didn't want to see her friendship with Jimin fall in front of her eyes.

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Outside of Minyoung's house, Jimin was standing staring at her room's window. He couldn't leave until he made sure that she finally went to the bed. The light was on and he could see Minyoung sitting close to it. Her figure made a dark shadow on the white curtain.

He sighed, before putting his phone back in his pocket.

Minyoung needed time for herself. She needed to collect her thoughts and calm herself. It pained him to hear her voice in this state, he knew that she must have been crying for a while now.

He would stand by her window until she went to sleep, but she didn't.

He was standing on the opposite side of the street when he noticed a dark figure coming close to the house. A tall guy who was pulling a black hoodie over his head and wearing training trousers, because of the darkness it was hard to outline his features.

Jimin frowned. He remembered the talk of the two guys in his dancing school. There was someone after Jungkook trying to dig up in his past and Minyoung was a part of his past. She had always been a part of his past.