Chapter 5

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Min P.O.V
Why can't I move my feet? Why won't my fucking legs move?!

I stared endlessly at Jessica as she spotted me entering. Her long beautiful brown hair bobbing with every step she took, her blue eyes glistening as her smile reached each corner of her face. i gulped.

i walked slowly towards a table next the the window, trying hard to ignore V's wines and complained of how beautiful she is and how he misses her, this punks pissing me off.

"shut the fuck up already" i spat.

i turned my head to awkwardly smile at the people around me including Jessica who were now staring at me confused and offended by my random outburst. i sighed heavily while turning my head back to my phone which i now held tightly in my hands.

"may i take your order?" i didn't even have to turn away from my phone to know who's sweat innocent voice that was asking me that stupid question.
"large coffee... white" i snapped once more.
"certainly" she bowed before smiling and turning away.

V sat in-front of me, staring continually at every move Jessica made, it was pissing me off even more now. I grit my tongue between my teeth holding back every vulgarer and rude word that was about to leave my mouth.

Dick - i mumbledpat under my breath as i continued watching his eyes watch her; it felt like my heart was aching... why?

V P.O.V
I wonder whats up with her?

Although my eyes seemed to be glued to Jessica's beauty i couldnt help but look at min, my eyes just kept wondering her way. I watched as she buried her face into her phone, burrowing her brows every once and while before sighing deeply. I lost myself staring at her, watching her slip her tongue out her mouth slightly as she started concentrating or thinking.

I shook myself out of my day dream as Jessica approached with her drink before working off smiling sweetly.

"God, i miss you"

"I get it fuck sake" Mins mumbled leaving her mouth just enough for me to hear.
"what the hell is up with you?" i spat.
"do you really think i wonna sit here watching you dribble of your girlfriend... oh wait. EX." her words stung, why was she so pissed off, she was the one who agreed to this.
"leave then" i spat once again.
"Fine." her words now laud enough for everyone to hear, i was kinda glad i was dead at this point.

i watched min stand up before walking towards the door, slamming it harshly behind her.

Min P.O.V
Why the fuck am i so pissed off!!! Why does her face annoy me so much!?
i dragged my feet across the ground, kicking lightly at every rock or stone that crossed my path. i dived my headphone into my ears before walking at a slow pace towards my house, i got the information i needed for now anyway.

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"Min...MIN!" I was woke by an aggressive V meeting my eyes.
"what do you want" i rolled myself over to crab my pillow before curling up into it.

"its time"
"Time for what?!"
"To go to Jessica's"

I shot up realizing what had happened that night. V had come home to a very drunk and out of control me, rolling around on the floor complaining about how i hated him and Jessica and i couldn't wait for this to all be over. We had then spent the next hour shouting at each other; if any one would have heard they would of thought i was insane, shouting to myself. In the end i had agreed to break into Jessica house to snoop around.... FUCK.

V P.O.V
Min stood still while i peaked my head over Jessica's fence, making sure no one was home. I was nervous and i didnt know why, technically i wasnt the one breaking in, i can walk through walls.

"You sure about this" i asked with sincerity.
"I said i would didn't i." shes always so moody.

I took a deep breath before walking awkwardly through the front door, breathing in the sweet smell of her house as i stood reminiscing of our memories in this house.

"you gonna let me in dick head" i heard min shout from the other side of the door which brought me out of my trance.

Min P.O.V
Her house was beautiful, the smell of vanilla filled every corner of every room. I watched V walk a head of me leading the way, stopping every few seconds the star at blank and empty spaces, his eyes filled with sadness and regret; i felt sorry for him.

we stopped outside a closed door, V took a deep sigh before eyeing me to push it open. I slowly began to walk into her room, clothes scattered everywhere, bin over flowing with rubbish, bed sheets messy. V walked straight towards a picture frame picking it up, i scurried around him to glimpse at its content to find it empty. He gripped it to tight that it fell through his hands as he fell to his knees, faint tears trickling down his cheeks. I decided not to pry as i rummaged through her belongings, flicking through paper and letters, before coming across a number with a heart under it, JACKPOT.

I turned to face V who was now holding his face in his hands, sobbing uncontrollably. This bitch wasnt even here and she was pissing me off.

Before i even had time to open my mouth i heard a laud slam as the front door shut; SHIT SHIT SHIT. Panic took over and V came to his senses ushering me under her bed after him, i had my eyes closed tightly as large foot steps could be heard entering the room.

FUCK WERE...
IM SO DEAD.

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