Jimin's pov:
I guess I stood there like an idiot before realizing it had been a few minutes since she had disapearred from sight.
His hands gripped my wrist tightly as he yanked me out the store, dragging me out and into a small cafe. He plopped onto the chair and threw her hands on the table.
"Tell me everything." He said. For some reason, in a serious tone.
It took me a few minutes to get my thoughts together, and explain everything along with having the fresh feeling of...sparks in my stomach. I felt scandalous thoughts errupt my mind.
The thoughts of her straddling me while wearing that hot---
Fuck think straight Jimin. I mentally shouted at myself.
As Taehyung was wrapping his mind around what I said, I turned to the side, I saw her coming out of the store, This time, With a a few Victoria secret bags in her hands. Her hips swinging behind her as she walked out the exit.
"Yo, look.." I signaled Tae and we both watched them walk out.
Y/N POV :
"You're really fucking lucky you're my best friend. Or else I would've killed you by now." I mumbled to Jennie who was still giggling.
"At least that hot guy got a taste of you." she smirked. "You should thank me."
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes and lightly smacked the back of her head. Although I was supposed to feel embarrased, I wasn't.
"Didn't you see the way he was staring at you? As if he wanted to---"
"Oh my, I love this song." I cut her off by turning up the music before she stated what was going through my mind.
I wasn't going to deny the fact that he had made me feel...something. But that was for me to know.
LATER THAT NIGHT
"Mom...speak slowly. I can't understand you, why are you crying?" I asked through the phone
She called me while I was asleep, her voice sounded hoarse, as if she was sobbing uncontrollably before hand.
"Your father...He...got into a car accident while he was on the trip back from Busan. They don't know if he'll make it...at least they're not sure of his condition." She struggled to speak clearly through her sobs.
No.
Before I knew it, hot tears began running down my cheeks. The fear and worry running through me was something I knew I never wanted to feel again. I couldn't understand why I felt this way, especially since I haven't been around my father since a young age. But I felt a hole in my heart once I heard the words.
"Eomma, I'll be on my way to Busan shortly." I assured her in a calm voice.
"No no, honey you can't come." She said quickly
"What do you mean? Why?" I asked, confusion setting into me.
"You need to finish college. I know you must think I'm insane right now, but your father made me promise him. To make sure you finish your studies no matter what. I'm sure he'll be okay. I heard if you are absent a few more times you might have to repeat a semester. So you can't afford to waste time on that."
" What do you mean waste time?" I felt my voice raise.
"How the hell do I know of I'm never going to see him again. You don't even know what condition he's in!." I said
"I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry, but you can't." She said. I felt the sympathy in her voice. I didn't want to make the situation hard on her. Somehow, I fought the urge to talk back and hung up coldly.
She was right. I couldn't understand her logic. How could you justify not seeing someone for the rest of your life with the fact that you need to finish college?
I felt my eyes sting as I shut them tight and cupped my face with my hands.
I ran the bathroom and washed my face.
I..Cant do this right now.
The couldn't tell what I was feeling. Angry, sad and helpless. My fists clenched as walked into my closet and picked out a tight dress. I showered and pushed my thoughts to the side. Doing my makeup and hair.
I slammed the door behind me and started the car.
I'm going to regret this.
In a few minutes of driving, there it was. In neon signs.
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This was a shorter chapter, but I will make up for it in the following chapters. things will get interesting.
