Maknae | j.jk

Chapter 25

4 weeks and 5 days later.

"Do you know what would be funny?" I asked Andrea with a mouth full of ramen.

"What?"

"If some person came running into the mall and yelled 'ZOMBIES!!' That would be hilarious."

"Why would that be funny?"

"Because we'd all die, duh."

"Are you emo now?.." Andrea lowered her lips into an ape-ish look.

"No, I'm just saying it would be kinda funny that we died on such short notice." I snickered.

"You scare me." She mumbled, then I ate a pear off my plate. Yum.

"Wow you eat a lot." Yoongi pointed out, setting down more food then seating his ass beside Andrea.

"Thanks, Yoongi. I needed to hear that." I glared.

"Min Yoongi." Andrea scoffed.

"So-rry. Thought that would be a compliment." He huffed and shoved a piece of lettuce into his mouth.

"Yeah, Yoongi. Treat me better-- You two brought me out here at 8:40am." I playfully glared.

"Actually... Why did you bring me out here?" I suspiciously ate a piece of my food.

"Well... I.. We wanted to know how you were." Andrea forced a smile.

"Why?"

"You've kinda.. Been gaining weight.." She said, perking her lips in shame.

"Wow." I clenched my jaw at her.

"Sorry, if I've just been stress eating since I was terrified I could get PREGNANT, ANDREA." I snapped, standing up from my seat and grabbing my purse.

"Jesus, Camila-- Why don't you get a pregnancy test??!"

"I'M NOT WASTING MY LAST 5 DOLLARS ON SHIT, I HAVE TO GET A JOB!" Angrily, I returned to the table and threw a few fries at her before storming off.

I was only at least 10 feet away from the table before I ran to the nearest trash can, retching and vomiting up my breakfast.

A few people walking past me, gasped in disgust or shock that something like that would happen. Great, now they're gonna go home and tell their family about the brown girl who threw up in the mall. 'She couldn't handle our food.'

"Camila!" I heard a familiar voice calling out to me.

Hot tears weld up in my eyes. This is the biggest fear I have. I can't do this. I can't deal..

"Jungkook." My voice scratched up.

Weakly, my eyes opened and Jungkook's face greeted me.

"I'M PREGNANT!" I shot up and went to run out of the room for my phone after I figured it wasn't with me. Instead, Jungkook's hand gripped my wrist and pulled me back.

"Stop that, you're not pregnant." He looked at me with pity and a look saying You-Know-Better.

"I bet you 50 bucks I am."

"You took the pill, so whose would it be?" He lowered his eyebrows.

"Yeah but-- Wait. You think I'd... OH OKAY." I tugged at my hand and finally the grip released.

"I'm not a slut." I said before leaving the room.

"Camila, I never said that!" He followed me out.

"You implied I'm sleeping with someone else-- Wait, is your mom here?"

"No, she's at the pharmacy getting you medicine."

"Oh, okay, sweet." He nodded in agreement.

"BUT STILL. I wouldn't sleep with anyone other than you--- Not that I'm going to sleep with you ever again. Don't look at me like that. Stop." He gave me a look of confusion and horror.

"You need holy water. No really, cleanse that dick. Nasty." I shuttered and left him in curiosity in the hallway for the TV.

"How are you so comfortable with making jokes about my dick?" Was all I heard as I wandered off.

"I dunno." I muttered to myself and turned on the TV.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS--" I turned off the TV instantly and stared at it with wide eyes.

"WHAT HAPPEN--- Oh shit." Jungkook stopped himself in his tracks and stared blankly.

"Two words: Holy water." A look of cringe filled my face as I stood up from the couch, my TV appetite was now ruined because of moans and sex. Porn. Of all things? Couldn't have been some gore-ie scene in a movie?

"Please take your porn to your room." I smiled at him sarcastically before leaving the room once more.

"Sorry--" My bedroom door shut, blocking out any noise or voices.

A sigh left my throat. This day is such a mess.

"Sweetie?" I sat up from my bed and looked at my bedroom door.

"You can come in~" The door opened slowly and revealed Mrs. Jeon.

"Can we talk?" She asked with a faint smile.

"Sure. Shut the door though, if you don't mind." She nodded and shut the door, then walked over to my bed and seated herself across from me.

"Are you pregnant?"

My heart skipped a beat as this question rang in my ears. I don't know. And I haven't been taking it seriously for the past few weeks.

"I don't know." I answered with one of my thoughts.

"Well, that's why I bought you a test--" She went through her plastic bag and pulled out a pink box.

"Oh geez, Mrs. Jeon.." I put my face in my hands and sighed.

"It's okay."

"Is it? I'm sorry, but anything could happen IF I'm pregnant. I hate to even have to say those words. I never thought that of all people, it would happen to me." My throat began throbbing since I was holding back a dramatic breakdown. So I just took the box and went into my bathroom.

"How's it going in there?" Mrs. Jeon asked after 3 minutes.

Just a few minutes later I got my answer. All hell and hormones would be released in my veins. I'm going to fucking murder Jungkook after..

"Hey, you know, abortion's an easy option!" I suggested sarcastically.

"Wait-- Camilla, does that mean you're.."

"Yes, I'm pregnant." I walked out of the bathroom and handed her the test.

"Well.. Congratulations." She attempted to brighten things up.

"Yeah, I hope you have a few names for your grandchild." I groaned and threw myself into my bed.

Oh.

"Grandchild ?"

"Um........." I looked over my shoulder her. A look of terror and unsure happiness was all that I could see in her face.

"I'm so ha...." She paused and looked back at the bedroom door before continuing, "Yeah, no, I'm going to kill him."

She stood up and smiled at me before leaving my bedroom and closing the door.

"UNPROTECTED SEX!? I TAUGHT YOU EVERYTHING YOU NEEDED TO KNOW AND YOU IGNORED SAFETY. HOW COULD YOU BE THIS STUPID?!"

Good job Camila, you fucked up a family and got fucked up. For now just cover your ears and close your eyes, at some point it'll get quiet again.