|| Roommates with Mr Arrogant || pjm

Chapter 4

Hoseok didn't say a word.

Maybe he's not so bad.?

Aish, don't flatter yourself what're you thinking he could turn any moment, Right?

Once the boys were finally done bickering about me, it got so quiet you could hear a pin drop. But the silence was finally broken, of course it was Jimin with his loud self.

Damn. When did you become so arrogant.

"Let's got to the ceremony thing," Jimin announced loudly to the boys. "We'll be late."

[Hoseok] "What about your roommate? Aren't you going to tell her to come.?"

"Yahhh, that girl doesn't need to go, it's whatever. She can stay."

After that I knew they would leave me home, so I didn't have to go. Soon after that I could hear them whispering. But I didn't care.

Meh if I don't need to go I'm not!  I said to myself slightly laughing.

I heard the door close. Just to make sure they were all gone, I quickly ran out of the room and checked if they were gone. They were.

"Finally, I don't have to be around Mr Arrogant. Jeez," I said as I sighed. Once I got up, I went out even though I came back. I needed some fresh air, although again I spent 2 hours at the mall.

This time I went out of town, to see my Mother.

I called my mother just to make sure,"Hey Eomma, mind if I come over for a few?"

"Yes, hello? Sweetie..." she answered but I heard muffled sobs, "I'm so sorry,"

"Yes? Eomma everything okay?,"

"H-halmoni...." Oh no.. "She passed a-away yesterday...." I heard her sobbing even harder, while telling me this devastating news.

"O-okay.. I'll be over in a few."

She was doing just fine. I started to sob, as some people stared at me on the train. "H-how could this happen to her?," Finally I arrived at the house.

"Eomma! I'm here," I said frantically running in the house to comfort her. I saw her on the couch. I went over to comfort her.

"Eomma, why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you were having a great time and I didn't want to ruin it with family problems...sorry." she said not even looking at me with a frown on her face.

Irritated at her response, I shot back not caring about feelings anymore, "Are you kidding me?! You were too lazy to tell me!," I said while raising my voice, "I can't stand you right now..."

A stream of warm tears started to trickle down my face. As there was a lump in my throat, I was truly hurt by her response and her being careless.

She didn't say one thing about it.

"Have a nice day... I'm leaving." I said getting ready to walk out, "Oh and next time a family member dies tell me next time. Alright bye."

As the door shut, the stream of tears grew stronger.

I left the house. Where next, Staying here out of town is useless. Hmm, maybe-- Never mind that's out of the question, I'm not texting Jimin.

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After a while of pondering where to go, I finally decided to go to a bar. "Good thing I just turned 19." I said as I chucked a bit.  I arrived and ordered one bottle of classic Soju. After I ordered the drink, I went back to my dorm.

At the time, I didn't care about getting my old habit back that helped me in high school. When I got to the dorm I started crying immediately. Just to think, my mother didn't tell me about Halmoni.

And she's freaking gone now. She was the closest relative I had, she was my favorite.

'Numb the pain, numb the pain.'

Was the only thought that came to mind for me. But how. I looked at the bottle of Soju. This should work, but it still has a low alcohol content.

As I was drinking I became used to the burning sensation in the back of my throat and enjoyed it. About 19 minutes later the bottle was gone. I am a slow drinker.

I was still bawling my eyes out. I had to numb the pain some way else.

As I saw my pink box cutter on my desk across from my bed, I thought to myself 'What about this?' a cut won't hurt right?

I got up and grabbed the box cutter. I pulled up my sleeve, all my scars were faded. This was my habit back in high school. I took a breath in, and brought it to my wrist.

I finally made the cut, not too deep, not too shallow, just enough to bleed. 'Wow this is satisfying maybe another cut won't hurt right?' Minutes later it became more than just a couple cuts.

15.

I finally stopped and bandaged up my arm. "haha that was a lot of blood" I chuckled. I fell to the floor crying. 'Why the hell am I crying'

"Yahh, Yuna pabo!! Get out and eat lunch!" I heard as Jimin barged into the dorm yelling. Why the hell is he the 'boss' of me.

"Not hungry!!" I tried to say without it sounding like I was crying. It got quiet but then, there was a few other familiar voices with him.

'Shit. I think its his friends'

It sounded like he was coming closer to my room, I quickly pulled my sleeve down. "Pabo. Come on."

He opened the door to see me on the floor with my red puffy eyes and the bottle of Soju on my desk. But he ignored it and grabbed my arm lightly...the one that I cut.

"Ouch!" I said grabbing my arm.

"Yah, I didn't grab you that hard. Just come eat." He said rolling his eyes. Hoseok was right next to him at the time. He spoke softly,

"Is your arm okay?"

"Yeah it is..." .'I can't let him find out'

"Okay good," he said smiling a little "Now will you come eat?"

I nodded my head in response.

I sat next to Hoseok and Namjoon and Jimin was across from me. Yoongi wasn't there. I barely ate anything, I didn't feel comfortable.

"I'm going to go back. Annyeong~" I said making my way to the room. Once I got in my room I locked my door shut, and pressed my back against the door.

Huh? My arm was bleeding. Aish, that bastard Jimin opened my cuts. I started to re-bandage my arm until I heard Hoseok outside of the door.

"Want to get out for a drink with me?"

'Should I?'

"I'll be out in a few" I said quickly wrapping my arm. I finally finished and put a baggy sweatshirt, joggers, and my red Converse High.