Jungkook's POV
After I send the email I lay in bed happy that I got to see him, my head is still spinning and I still don't remember what happened or how Jimin showed up. But I am truly happy that I got to see him. I wonder around my house as I clean when I suddenly hear my phone ring. I launch myself towards it and answer the call;
"Hey baby, I missed you. What's up?"
"Don't 'Hey baby' me Jeon Jungkook."
"Jimin? What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy after last night. Is it because I didn't wake up early? I'm sorry."
"Do I sound happy? I get a text from some person and they sent me a video OF YOU FUCKING ANOTHER GUY! IF THAT WAS A VIDEO FROM LAST NIGHT THEN THAT WAS NOT ME! JEON JUNGKOOK, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"
"Jimin, I-I was drunk last night! There was someone.... you, it was you, Jimin... I think..whoever it was I think they must have drugged me, I mean I saw you a-and I could have sworn it was you. Please forgive me. I need you. You're the only person that makes me happy, please just don't leave me. We can fix this, I'll come see you every day after school, every weekend whatever you want just, please Jimin, I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen."
"WELL OBVIOUSLY IT WASN'T ME JEON JUNGKOOK! I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN HERE FOR YOU YET YOU TREATED ME LIKE I WAS NOTHING! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU! I LOVED YOU! THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO MAKE UP FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE JUNGKOOK! I FUCKING HATE YOU AND I WISH I NEVER FUCKING MET YOU! WE'RE THROUGH YOU HEAR ME! THROUGH!"
The receiver cuts off and my heart breaks, "If that wasn't Jimin... Then who was it..." I shake my head and drop my phone on the ground. Why does this happen, why me?
Does everyone hate me that much? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?
Falling to my knees I grip my hair and scream at the top of my lungs, "I NEVER ASKED FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!" I drop my phone out of my hands and start hitting my head against the floor. I pick up my phone and throw it across the room standing up, the only noise that fills the room is my sobbing. I grab the vase off my coffee table and throw it at my front door, I flip the coffee table and go to my room.
A frame with a picture of Jimin and I is the only thing I can't bring myself to break, he never deserved me, he needs to be happy. Now I am incapable of being happy, he was the only person that kept me happy. I get up from my bed and to the bathroom once more, I grab the blade I had used before and strike it across my wrist, I know this won't bring him back but it's all I have now.
Every kiss the blade laid on my wrist reminded me of Jimin, when he would see my scars he would kiss them and tell me everything was gonna be okay. Now that will never happen again, all because of me... I walk back to my bed and lay there as blood slowly drips down my arm. I turn the picture of Jimin and I around before closing my eyes hoping not to dream at all.
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Unknown POV
After sending that video to his boyfriend who probably isn't anymore I don't feel very satisfied with my work, "Instead of the video of Jungkook and Jimin.. I will post the pic of him and me, but of course I will block out my face." I sit down at my desk to open up my laptop and post the video. After doing some editing I go to my fake school Facebook page and delete my last draft to post this one, "He'll see this video on Monday and maybe he will go home and never come back."
I type out a few words and link the video, as soon as I post it 10 people have seen it and 3 people have commented something.
Isn't he in a relationship? That Jungkook is such a player
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AKA SLUT you mean
He probably gave that guy an std
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I feel bad for him. Who would even want to Fuk him anyways?
I just want the guy that's on top
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SAME! That guy can hit me up any day of the week
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Is he Bi? cause I want that rn
LMAO DAtt ass flat, jung need some surgerie
why y'all watching this gay shit
oof, why is he a slu*
Why is he saying Jimin? but I would rather have Jimin than Jungkook
As comments keep rolling in every comment after the last just makes me laugh even harder, "Your life just got a whole lot worse Jeon Jungkook." I stand up walking over to my bed and laugh until I pass out.
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Jimin's POV
My eyes slowly open as I hear a voice and feel my chest being poked, "Jimin wake up, we're gonna be late." I sit up and look around, "I fell asleep out here?" he helps me sit up and hands me a plate of food, but instead I just set it down on the coffee table and walk back to my room, "I'm not feeling well today.. I'm just gonna stay here.." Once I reach my door I quickly shut it behind me. As I am pressing my back against the door I stare at the shredded photos still laying on the floor, "So it wasn't a nightmare..." Namjoon knocks on my door so I crawl on the floor to push the pieces under my bed then just sitting there to hide it, "Yeah?"
He slowly opens my door acting like I am a deer that he is trying not to scare away, "You okay? You usually hate being late for class, what's wrong?" he walks over and sits next to me. Placing his hand on my shoulder almost like he already knows, "Did Jungkook ever call you?"
Hearing his name hurts, making my eyes start to water and those tears run down my face, "I called him... he picked up but... the call didn't last long... neither did the relationship... "
I pull my knees to my chest and bury my face between my knees, "He cheated on me Namjoon... Last night some random person had sent me a video saying how Jungkook wasn't loyal." I hand him my phone to show him the texts. He scrolled through the messages and somehow quietly watched the video, "He's saying your name though, I honestly don't know what that means."
"I know, I don't care, he said he was probably drugged or something cause he was drunk but how can I trust him. I don't want to believe a single word he says."
"But if he was manipulated... never mind. Jimin, I need you to get up. You can call in sick if you'd like. I can do it for you. But I won't let you stay here to sulk your sadness out. That won't work. Stay here, I'm gonna make a call, then we'll go out to eat some breakfast, okay? You'll feel better if you are distracted." Namjoon suggests and gives me a quick hug. He gets up to leave and I feel myself tense up at the thought of going outside. I don't feel like getting myself ready for something I don't want to do. I pick myself up from the floor and lie in my bed. I pull the blankets and cover myself, closing my eyes to sleep some more and forget all about my broken heart.
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