SAVE ME | jjk

owe me

Monday

Cloe's POV

I woke up by a familiarly annoying alarm, signaling me that it was time to get up for school.

Mumbling a few curses as to why I needed to get up this early if we graduate in a few, I managed to get up and slowly started my morning routine.

My head ached from exhaustion as I reached for clothes at the very top of the closet. Even after a generous amount of hours of sleep my head screamed at me since my mind couldn't quite get its deserved rest since thoughts of my family mixed their evil bitterness with the disappointment of yesterday's events.

However, a tiny ounce of hope managed to fight its way through the mess of my worries in the form of a brown haired boy's words.

"If you want to cry, I'm here. If you want to shout, I'm here. If you want company, I'm here."

Walking into the bathroom, I thought about how I'd been trying to fight those words inside of me and how badly I failed.

He saw you crying, he knows about your family issues, how the fuck are you gonna face him?

I placed the toothbrush aside before grabbing a few make up utensils.

You liked it.

Out of frustration, I missed my eyelashes, causing a black spot to decorate my skin just above my eyebrow.

You liked how he cared.

Shoving the make up bag into its drawer, I stamped my way into the corridor, telling the voice in my head to shut up before heading for the door.

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As usual, I arrived at the school building in delay but this time not really bothered since nobody was taking the last days seriously.

I made my way inside, struggling for a few to remember to which classroom I had to go. Just before I was about to reach my destination I saw a familiar group of boys waving at me.

Fuck.

Jimin, Namjoon and Jungkook were staring at me from the other end of the hallway, all having blank faces but when I noticed them, Namjoon gave me a small smile.

A second long I've been wondering what the cause of their mood was but not long after I figured the reason by looking at their comforting smiles.

Knowing exactly what they were up to as Namjoon approached me, I'd already that there was no explanation, no reason nor apologize that I wanted to hear right now so I was beyond glad when my English teacher called for me since he apparently saw my late ass in the corridor.

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The time was flying by as the teachers didn't seem to be bothered to teach us anything serious on the last week.

Before I knew it I was already walking down the corridor, heading to the locker section.

Assuming that the others would catch me in the cafeteria, I decided to inform ley that I wasn't going to eat this time.

However, she didn't seem to be convinced by my excuse as I reasoned that I wasn't hungry and would go to the library instead.

"But you're always hungry?"

Eventually, I waved her off, giving a short smile to demonstrate that I was fine and walked to my said destination.

Entering the school library, I inhaled the smell of old books and dust that should have been cleaned centuries ago.