SIIKEEE!
I tried and I failed. I never want to see a boy in my entire fucking life. It was a mistake. Such a big mistake. I want to see my family. I want to see my fucking brother. I want to go back to my real home. I'm just a loser here. I made myself the wrong reputation all this time. I want this to be over. I want to start this all over again. I want... I want to finish this shit.
How could I have trusted him? How... how did I not see this? This is my ex boyfriend again and again and again. I believed him and he just stabbed me in the fucking back.
Why do I care about Jungkook so much? Why? I never wanted to end like this. I wanted to not give a fuck. How did I ended up giving all the fucks for him? I wanted him the be the right guy so bad. I never attached to someone this fast.
I'm never going to find the right person. I'm going to rot alone in my own apartment, crying with cats all around me thinking of what I did wrong. What did I do to deserve this? Why is every fucking boy betraying me? I don't get it. I'm not a bad person...
I put Alvin on the floor, after that getting up from the bed, it's blanked being soaked in my tears. I look trough the dirty room, observing the two finger thick layer of dust on the drawers. I am a very clean person. If I wasn't so depressed right now I would have started geting this place back on it's feet, but I just can't. I can't do it. I'm not feeling capable.
I make myself way to the kitchen thinking that I should eat something. When I get in front of the fridge and open it, all the food makes me feel sick. I can't eat. I don't want to eat. Why am I feeling this way because of a boy? A boy with which I just had to have a one night stand. I'm so sick of myself. I am disgusting.
I slowly close the fridge door with a sigh. I need to eat something. The pain in my stomach is killing me. In the end, after minutes of thinking I order some Panda Express. Please be quick.
I throw myself on the couch, the contact between it and my tired muscles making me cry. Why is my body so sore? I straighten my back, trying to ignore the sharp pain that flows through all of my body as I turn on the Tv. As I jump from one channel to another, I stop when I find a childs one. I don't recognize the cartoon but it looks very cute. As my watery eyes follow the adorable animation I start to feel something weird. Like something it's missing. Yeah. You haven't gone out with Jungkook today.
Why did that thought had to cross my mind? I sigh, trying to concentrate on the cartoon. In the background I can her Alvin crying very loudly, making me twitch. What has gotten into you? When I turn around my head in the direction of the very high and scratchy noise I freez in fear. Without even having time to react, a very fast Jungkook flies trough the kitchen, aiming for the living room where I stand. Not you. Not now. As he enters the living room he doesn't stop, his big steps getting closer and closer to me. When I open my mouth to say something, Jungkook grabs my face tightly, smashing his lips onto mine.
What is happening here? My body doesn't reject him, my tense and tired muscles relaxing so much that I can finally stay comfortable on the couch. His strong fingers slip behind my ear, trying to bring me closer to him even tho there isn't anymore space to separate us. Without even thinking I place my right hand on his wrist but I don't pull him away. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to know if this is really happening or if I'm just dreaming.
I haven't kissed someone in years. To many fucking years. And it feels so good. Even though our lips don't move or our tongues don't dance together, the kiss is just perfect. The love that Jungkook makes me feel is just what I was looking for such a long time. But he disappointed me. He really did. And I won't forgive him so easily.
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Three weeks | Jeon Jungkook |
FanfictionWARNING: This story contains mature language, a lot of swearing, and sexual activity. You have been warned. She is a fuck girl. The past made her like this. If a boy comes to her and ask for a one night stand she will always say yes. But she has a...