Breakage [ On Hold ]

Chapter-6

"Hey, where did you disappear between the movie?". I looked towards Selena, who was looking at me with a questioning look. I could've lived without that question, but how exactly would she be my annoying ass roomate if she hadn't asked me that?

"No where"

"You're a pathetic liar"

"Thanks"

"I'm serious Rach, where had you gone?". I could feel the tension in her voice, which somehow softened the invisible ball growing in my stomach.

"I'll tell you everything, once I figure out how exactly to tell you. I promise." I said. I could never lie or hide anything from Selena, but this was an exception.

I couldn't say it out loud, but something about Yoongi kept my mind at bay. Why was he acting so weird? Why did he ask me to stay away? I had to get the answers.

~ The next day ~
 
"What the heck Selena!" I said, throwing a pillow at her. I could put up with anything this bitch does, except her snoring. You'll probably realised that once you spend a single night with her.

"Nother ten minutes" she mumbled, grabbing my pillow and stuffing it under her head. Brilliant. I got up and changed into some decent clothes, as fast as I could manage.

Selena was still snoring like a grizzly bear, so I grabbed my bag and shut the door as gently as I could. I opened my drafts and followed the address jimin gave me to his dorm. But I wasn't going there to meet him.

"Room number 56" I read out loud, as I stood right outside it. I called my hands into a fist, and knocked the door in a not-so-polite way. Someone opened the door, and he most certainly did not have a welcoming look on his face.

"Jimin isn't here" was all he said, and that's when he proceeded to close the door. That's it. I pushed the door open and looked hard into his eyes. "I know" I spat out. "That's exactly why I came here."

I walked inside the dorm room, like I owned it. Yoongi folded his arms in disapproval, but I didn't care. I had to get some things straight, and it was now or never.

"Why do you hate me so much? I never did anything to you! Maybe I approached with a friendly gesture, but oh well, maybe that's illegal in your world of commonsense." I was practically yelling, but I had to get it out.

He just stood there, watching me with a look that was totally unreadable. He kept silent, as his lips pinched into a tight line. "You can't just hate me without even knowing shit about me, Min yoongi." He winched. I just realized I called him but his full name. "Just tell me what's wrong! Goddammit if you've got a problem with me, keep it. But why tell me to stay away from Jimin! What the hell is your-" my words got cut off.

He was grabbing my waist from either sides. He had pulled my body against his, all of this in just a snap of a second. I stood there, open mouthed.

"I tell you to stay away, so you better do it. Or I'll make you. I will never surrender myself to you, Racheal. So it's better if you stay the fuck away. Or I have ways to make you. His breath washed against my ear, warm and aggressive. I felt goosebumps form on my cheek. His hands were skimming my bare skin under my t-shirt.

I pushed him away, and walked out. I was in terrible shock.

What. just. happened.