i need u | bts

Chapter 37

Sung Jiyeon's POV

Grief filled the room, it turned out that Jin's parents were dead but a concerned citizen brought him in this program all along.

"For Kim Seok Jin." said Hoseok, looking disappointed, raised his glass.

"Kim Seok Jin." we all said together

"Kim Seok Jin." echoed Namjoon, a little late, with a hiccup.

There's always an awkward silence, there's a bit of chatting but it vanishes in just a second. Everyone's disappointed about Jin's lost: Taehyung, who has a lot of bandages on his body due to the shards of the vase; Hoseok, who broke his wrist badly but it's on the heal; Namjoon, who has a sling on his arm because he hit powerfully on the table.

And Yoongi.. who is gone...

My best friend Jeongyeon is also here to accompany me. But Jimin isn't here with Minah, maybe he's on the way.. I hope so.

There was a ring on the doorbell which I believe it's Minah.

"Hi Jiyeon.." She greeted, looking a bit disappointed. I gave her a thin smile and greeted her.

My heart dropped on the pit of my stomach when I see someone familiar behind Minah.

Jimin's here.

"Sorry for your lost." said Minah, hugging me tightly. A tear formed on the corner of my eye, I bit my lip to control my emotion.

My eyes were fixed upon Jimin, waiting for him to talk to me or hug me but he didn't. He's looking at the floor while fidgeting his fingers.

"Jiyeon.. how about your —?"

"Job? I'm fired, I'm starting to pack my things to leave this house and find somewhere I can live." I stated, a sad tone on my voice.

I looked at the boys, I forgot that I'm gonna leave them too. I lost my job.. which means I also lost my friends.

She left her jaw hanging, she closed her eyes and nodded softly.

"Hi Jimin." greeted Taehyung, beaming. Jimin didn't greet back but looked at Taehyung for a second and looked away.

I remembered those cold eyes of his. He also looked pale and bloodshot in the eyes. You can see clearly his veins in his pale skin.

"I'm such a failure." I mumbled to myself and grabbed handful of my hair.

Jeongyeon patted my back softly.

"Jeongyeon.. I'm so thankful about your friend." I stated and forced a smile.

"Oh that's nothing, she did the right thing." She beamed, now tapping her hand on my shoulder once.

"I need some air," I said, getting to my feet, "I'll go out for a moment or so."

She nodded and I got out of the door.

I started to break down, I cried my heart out. I kneeled at the grass and continued crying.

"Jin.." I cried.

"Jiyeon.. Don't cry.."

I felt a cold rushed down my body, making myself shiver. I also had goosebumps.

"Lift your head up princess, your tiara is falling." said a faded voice from thin air.

I cried endlessly until someone put a massive hand on my shoulder.

"Taehyung... He's dead!" I cried, hugging Taehyung softly because of his wounds.

He rubbed my back in circular motion, making me calm.

"He'll always be at your side, no matter what." He comforted, planting a kiss at my forehead.

"Take care of yourself Taehyung.. I'll leave by tomorrow.." I said, a very sad tone on my voice.

I saw a crystal tear streamed down his cheek.

"For you." He said, wiping his tear using the back of his hand. We left and got inside again.

"You know.. You can stay with us Jiyeon." offered Jeongyeon, sipping her drink.

"Really?" — an excited tone on my voice— "I mean.. No.. I can't.. that's ridiculous.. Thanks anyway.." I said, keeping my voice calm and steady.

Jeongyeon rolled his eyes, "Where are you gonna stay then? The forest?" she joked. At the first time of my life, I smiled again.

"Okay I'll accept your offer," I paused, "But where am I gonna sleep?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Cupboard under the stairs, like Harry Potter." She said, maintaining a straight face. I laughed sarcastically and gave her a dirty look.

"You can be my roommate, silly. Just DON'T push me off the bed." She said, dropping a big stress on don't.

"All right, seems like we had a deal. Okay tomorrow.. fetch me up. Sharp 8 am, thanks again." I beamed. She nodded impatiently and walked passed me to get another drink.

My smile faded when I remembered Jin again. I just shrugged it off and ended up sitting next to Namjoon, looking upset.

I lift my chin up, having my last question to ask Namjoon.

"Namjoon, do you mind if I will ask you my last question?" I said, keen to know it.

"No." He said impatiently, which I believe is he said no to not hurt my feelings.

"Who killed your sister? The real one?" I asked clearly and slowly for him to hear clearly.

He looked at me.

"My mom."

I gasped. "WHAT?!"

"No worries, she's in the jail with Jungkook." he said lazily.