Explanation

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"Rihanna I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" he said, a worried expression on his face.

Sure you didn't

This happened every time. He ended up apologising and I ended up accepting the apology, trying to smile through the pain and pretend that everything was alright.

That time he hit me,

He didn't mean to hurt me

All of those times he made me feel sick to the stomach just because of the way his moods would change like the wind and I wouldn't know what was coming next,

He didn't mean to hurt me

That time I ended up in hospital claiming that I had "tripped and hit my head"

He didn't mean to hurt me

That time he held a knife to my throat...

He didn't mean to hurt me.


"I'm fine, honestly" I lied through gritted teeth.

He reached his hand out to me, offering to help me up but I ignored it and pulled myself up.

"You know what, I should just leave" he turned towards the door but I grabbed his wrist and spun him around to face me.

"Not before you tell me what you came here to tell me" I said, looking him in the eyes.

He looked away and pulled his wrist out of my grasp.

Silence

"I deserve an explanation" I protested.

"You want a fucking explanation Rihanna? Well there's nothing to explain, just let it go already." he snapped.

"So you came here to tell me that you slept with a girl? Is that all? Because frankly Yoongi , I couldn't give a shit"

My eyes felt heavy and I looked up at the clock, it was nearly 1am.

"It's none of your business" he argued.

"Please Suga. You treat me as if I'm stupid. You really think that I don't know that wasn't all you wanted to tell me? I know  that something is wrong. I've known you for too long. You're not okay. So please just tell me " I said firmly, trying to soften the tone of my voice.

He went a shade of white, looking as if he was about to pass out.

"The girl" he choked, "She's pregnant...With my baby"







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