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Jeon Jungkook

"Kookie, come on, let's go already." Jimin pulled on my arm, whining about missing some episode on TV.

"I don't really feel like it, hyung." I sighed, pulling my arm away from him. "I want to keep playing basketball."

"Why? Don't you ever get tired?"

"I'm exhausted." I mumbled, tossing the ball towards the hoop but hitting the outer rim and watching it bounce away. "I can't even get one hoop."

Jimin wiped the sweat from his forehead and scowled at the ground. "Hanging out with you is nothing but a bore lately."

"Then why are you here?" I got a bit defensive at his words. How can he say that after I've told him about the things going on in my life? I've told all the boys about my mother and the issues with my father but none of them seem to care! Other than Yoongi hyung, none of them care. How utterly frustrating!!

"True, why am I here? Why not just call Hana out?" Jimin crossed his arms.

"She's probably with Yoongi hyung. He had a gig today, the last one at the art gallery or whatever." I tsked at him, fetching the ball and coming back. "She's always with Yoongi hyung."

"He's easier to please and get along with."

"I feel like that isn't the case." I dribbled the ball a bit and looked back at Jimin. "Haven't you noticed something off about Yoongi?"

"Like what?"

"He's always quiet and joking about harsh topics."

"That's Yoongi. He's always been like that." Jimin shook his head. "I think you're paranoid. You're the one with the messed up emotions right now."

Thanks. I sighed with frustration yet again and held the ball under my arm. "Jimin."

"What?"

"Nothing." But instead of countering him about his put-down, I left it alone. Jimin is someone who is very sweet and caring. He wouldn't just naturally try and put someone down because he feels like it. Most of the time it is an accident.

"Well, I'm leaving." Jimin went over and grabbed his jacket and took the ball from me. "It's hot in this gym but don't forget it's still winter. Wear your jacket when you go outside." He turned and left, waving once he reached the door and then let it shut behind him, the slamming of the door echoing throughout the now empty gym.

I raked my fingers through my hair and sat down, pulling at my hair as sweat trickling down my face. I feel like I'm alone in this battle. I know Hana is there for me, she said she was and she has proved it... But what about the guys? Jimin just plays everything off as a joke, Taehyung has his own emotional issues, Yoongi doesn't like to hang out much even though he will listen often, Namjoon has been busy with the company lately, Hobi hyung is busy with his new group, and Jin.. Jin just isn't around. I don't even know where he has been after karaoke.

I want someone to vent to.. Someone who can be with me at all times and just listen to my frustrations. Someone who knew my mother and someone who knew my father... Just someone to help me win. To help me get through this...

I miss my mom.

I miss her so damn much.

Why wasn't I there when she died?

Why did she have to get sick in the first place?

I miss her...

I swiped at the stray tear that ran down my face and looked up, blinking the tears out of my eyes and rubbing them a bit. I miss you. But I'm strong. I can get through it on my own. I don't need someone to vent to. I have Hana for that. She may not be everything I want her to be, but I can vent to her when I need to. She'll always listen. I know it.

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