Shadows (a BTS fanfic)

Chapter Four

Yoongi's P.O.V

Today was the anniversary of my mom's death. I was more quiet and distant than usual (if that's possible) and clung to my green amulet all day.

The necklace was given to me from my mom before she died. My dad became an abuser when she died; I was just 2 years old. I could hardly walk and talk, but understood the frustration boiled inside my dad.

I never felt safe since I fully understood him when I was 5. 

Though I remember this one day, I saw a little girl around my age crying. She was on a porch with her dark hair covering her face.

I hated seeing anyone crying because it just reminded me...of me when my mother died.

I shove my green pillow into her face. I hear her stop crying and take the pillow off her face. I see tears stop flowing out of her wide eyes.

She was a bit chubby and her cheeks were flushed red since she was crying. I smile to myself when I saw she was fine now.

I saw her little mouth open up to speak but I felt a sharp pain in my wrist. I look up to my dad pulling me away.

He picked me up and threw me into the car where I knocked my head and fell unconscious. 

I'm glad that I recorded all this into a journal once I learned how to write; my memory was fading since I was 3 or 4 at the time.

I was a pretty intelligent kid so age didn't really matter to me.

When I first saw her when Namjoon introduced us I felt a weird and familiar vibe from her. I didn't really pay attention when she was sorted into her house. Or when anyone was sorted.

Now I just told her that I actually wanted her to shut up from her crying, which wasn't all true. I guess I wanted to cheer her up?

I see ghost tears in her eyes as she harshly said she'd give me the pillow back. I could tell I accidentally hit a nerve. I just wanted to break the awkward silence.

I curse under my breath as I see her and her friends walking out of the dorm.

"Is that your girlfriend? I bet she just broke up with you," a kid came up to and noticed the tension around me.

"Shut up," I mumble.

"What was that? I don't speak idiot," he chuckles at his own lame joke.

"I beat you up last time you encountered me. Do you want me to punch you again?" I sneer at him.

He rolls his eyes and then finally leaves me alone.

I turn my attention back to the fire and look at the amulet placed in my hand. She returned something precious to me and I thanked her by being extremely rude.

I stand up and then walk out of the Slytherin commons.

Before I knew it, I heard Namjoon angrily shout my name. I turn around to see him and the girl's friends storming towards my direction. Crap.

They lectured me angrily before the brown haired girl gave me a hard slap on the face. The other girl, Celia (she was in my house and Quidditch team so that's how I know her) jinxed me with her wand so it felt like I had rubbed poison ivy all over my body.

They lecture me more before I finally explain my side of the story. They stood silently while I told them and were intensive listeners.

"Now that you know, can you tell her that?" I ask.

Great thing Celia removed her spell.

"No," she replies quickly. "Tell her yourself."

"But she'll ignore me," I retort.

"You're the one who caught yourself in this mess, you get yourself out. Never, I repeat, never mess with a girl's feelings," Jordis warns me again.

I nod as they leave me alone with Namjoon.

"Don't mess with her anymore after you clear things up, okay?" he says to me.

"Why?" I see something flash in his eyes.

"Just don't," he gives me my last warning.

I think I know what's going on....

"You like a girl, don't you? That's why you're so protective of her and her friends."

He shrugs it off. "We're eleven, I highly doubt it."

I smile internally. What will happen next year then? Or the next? And after that...who knows.

I sigh to myself when he leaves me in the hall. Now how am I supposed to apologize?