Colorless Beauty

19: I'm Not Lying

"Forever?" Jimin questioned with a wide smile on his face.

I smiled as well, and nodded to assure him. Our hands were intertwined while we just sat and smiled at each other.

When I finally looked out the window, I realized that the sun was just about to go down.

"Wait. What time is it?!" I quickly jumped, almost revealing my naked body. I realized this, and almost immediately held the covers over myself again as I grabbed my phone that had been sitting on the bed stand next to my side of the bed.

When I turned on the screen, the time read "6:47 P.m.". I also noticed that it was still Thursday. So basically, only about 5 hours have passed since we ditched school.

"What time is it?" Jimin asked, noticing that I was looking at my phone.

"It's still Thursday, and it's 6:47."

"So we weren't asleep for too long." Jimin decided. I nodded, but also started yawning at the same time.

"You're so cute." Jimin smiled as he said it, and I don't know why, but I started laughing.

"You want to spend the night here?" Jimin asked.

I quickly nodded, not even having to think about it. I already knew it would be best to stay with him. That way........

"(Y/N), what do you want to eat for dinner? I can cook."

That way...

"Let's eat spaghetti! That's my favorite."

I can forget about my true feelings.

. . . . .

5 weeks ago....

'It's Jungkook.'

I stopped walking, and quickly tried to find a way to hide my face, but just gave up in doing so when I noticed that he had already seen me.

I was on my way home, and just happened to run into him. He was walking my way from the way I was heading, and as he got closer and closer, I tried not to look at him, but his eyes were focused directly at me.

When he was only a couple of feet ahead, I finally noticed that he wasn't even walking right. He was wobbly, and looked as if he could barely keep himself up.

Finally, I was about to pass him. We got closer and closer, but we both stopped. He was standing right in front of me, holding onto my shoulders, and I could smell alcohol.

'Was he actually drinking?' I asked myself, trying my best to look away from his eyes. He looked different. In fact, he looked sad. It was the first time I had seen him like that.

His eyes were red, like he was just crying, and he was breathing as if he was whimpering, except there was no noise coming from his mouth.

"I hate you." He was slurring his words, but even still, I was shocked. I already knew that he pretty much hated me, but he had finally said it in words, and I was speechless. Especially because of the way he looked.

"You...don't deserve to be happy." He was about to fall over again when he said this.

'What is he talking about?'

"You're whole family...is awful.."

I just kept quiet, and tried to make out what he was trying to say.