Lie

White Lies Don't Hurt-8

Author's Note: Short Chapter Alert!

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"So? Stats for yesterday?" Raze asked as I stood in front of the screen once more.

Everyday, Raze wants me to give him stats and a small summary of how the BTS members are holding up.

"The same stats as the day before," I said, uninterested.

"Which are?" Raze snapped. I could tell day by day Raze was getting frustrated over the information I was telling him.

"They practice their songs constantly," I said. I left out the little fact of how I hung out with Jimin every night. I knew Raze wouldn't like the fact I was getting close to these celebrities. But I couldn't help it. These celebrities were more human than me.

"Do they practice well? No mistakes? No errors?"

"Not much. Anyways, they've been composing songs for the past few days though. The youngest one likes to draw," I said, hoping to be giving the right kind of information.

"Hmm... That'll be all for today Ivy-Rose. Goodbye," Raze said laconically, and the screen switched off.

I sighed and went back to my room. Jimin was waiting for me. "Is he displeased again?" he asked.

"He seems to be... I haven't been telling him everything in detail and I feel really bad," I said, looking down.

Jimin pat my shoulder. When he had first done that, days ago, I had jumped away, not being used to human contact. But now, the gesture felt welcoming and comforting. I leaned into his touch.

"Maybe you should tell him things in detail... The truth never hurts," Jimin said, softly.

"The truth hurts when you're talking to Raze though. White lies are crucial when you talk to him..." I sighed.

Jimin sadly put an arm around me. "Hey, cheer up. How about we eat some food?"

I grinned. "Food saves lives."

End of Chapter 8.