It's the second day of Min Yoongis funeral and it's even worse than yesterday. Yoongis parents still aren't here, and it makes me wonder. Why aren't they here? Hj: yugyeom, don't you think it's weird-- Yg: that yoongis parents aren't here? Hj: yeah... Yg: nope they disowned him two years ago. Hj: WHAT? WHY? Yg: Honestly , I dont know. he just showed up at my door and asked if he could stay. i agreed because he's - he was my best friend. Hj: oh... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
After the funeral i figured since i haven't slept in four days , its important that i tried. after laying in bed for fifteen minutes , trying to push Yoongi's [dead] body out of my mind (and failing) i decided to check if Hyungwon had answered my email. he had. he said he was on his phone more than his laptop , and gave me his number so that we could text instead of email. i wanted to text him , but it was too late. it was ten-thirty and he was probably asleep. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Its twelve-thirty. I've been sitting in the same place for two hours. i remembered that YuGyeom gave me his address , just in case there was a problem. i decided to see how he was doing. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
I knocked on the door. Hj: YuGyeom? • • • HJ: YuGyeom! . . . YAH! I KNOW YOURE IN THERE! He opened the door abruptly.
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Yg: what. Hj: oh my god. Yg: what do you want? Hj: oh my god YUGYEOM! ARE YOU DRUNK? Yg: why do you care? Hj: what the hell YuGyeom? underage drinking? what is your problem? WHAT THE FUCK? Yg: why is it your problem?
I then saw that he was holding a glass beer bottle. i reached out to grab it from him but he slapped my hand away. Hj: YuGyeom , you need to give me the bottle. now. Yg: why are you acting like my eomma? youre not. so dont. Hj: DAMNIT YUGYEOM! IM JUST DOING WHAT YOONGI WOULD HAVE DONE! He had drained the bottle by then. he raised it above his head. Yg: you dont know WHAT Min Yonngi wouldve done. He stepped closer to me. Hj: YuGyeom... Yg: the day we met is the day he died. and i feel like you. . . are bad luck. Hj: YuGyeom . . . Yg: no stop. the first impression of you was wrong. youre not the nice , smart , nerd girl that i fell in love with. Love? Yg: youre so different. bad luck. bad news. here you are , at my house , looking like a fucking zombie. Hj: YUGYEOM! SHUT THE HELL UP! He swung the bottle at my head. i ducked and then pushed him away from me. he threw the bottle and it hit the doorframe and shattered. then , he collapsed. Hj: damnit YuGyeom. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I couldnt stop thinking about what YuGyeom said. Love? Love what? whatever. he was drunk. even though it was really late i called Hyungwon to calm myself down. Hw: hello? Hj: hello? H-Hyungwon? Hw: Hye Jin? hey! whats up? Hj: where are you? are you still in Busan? Hw: no. i just got to Seoul yesterday. why? Hj: i need your help. Hw: sure. whats up? Hj: i need you to come to this location , then ill explain everything. Hw: okay. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
After i explained to Hyungwon everything that happened with YuGyeom , he helped me pick YuGyeom up off of the floor and lay him on his bed. after we finally had him settled , we took all of his alcohol and car keys so that he couldnt hurt himself. we even took anything sharp , because we dont need another suicide in a minimum of a week. finally after tying all sharp things in a bag and hiding them in a closet , i told Hyungwon he could go home. Hw: and leave you here alone with that drunken bastard? i think not. absolutely not. Hj: HYUNGWON! hes not a bastard. just because-- Hw: he decided to drink underage , and i must point out , im NOT underage and he has more soju than me. And not only did he drink UNDERAGE , he almost hurt you. he TRIED to hurt you. ARE YOU HEARING ME? Hj: OPPA IMMA NEED YOU TO CALM YOUR ASS DOWN BECAUSE YOU CAN BET MY SOUL IM NOT LEAVING MY FIRST LOVE DRUNK AND ALONE! AND YOURE NOT STAYING HERE WITH ME SO LEAVE!! Hw: . . . First love? FIRST LOVE? SERIOULSY? YOU DONT EVEN KNOW THIS GUY! I WAS YOUR FIRST LOVE! ME HYE JIN ME! Hj: YOU KNOW IVE NEVER THOUGHT OF YOU AD MORE THAN A FRIEND OR OLDER BROTHER SO DONT START THIS SHIT! HW: YOUVE HAD YOUR SHARE OF I LOVE YOU'S-- HJ: AND MY SHARE OF I HATE YOU'S! ALL OF WHICH IVE SAID TO YOU! YOU! He raised his hand like he was going to hit me , but before he could , i slapped him across the face. hard. Hj: just go. i asked for your help. you helped. i dont need you anymore. go.
