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TWÈNTY ŌNË

What has he done to me?

I was a nobody, but I felt okay. Now I just feel so lost.

I closed my eyes leaving the dark hell behind and went to dreamland.

The next morning I felt still as awful as yesterday. I made breakfast and spilled  milk all over the floor and if that wasn't enough, it was raining more water than a whole entire lake has AND to add just a little more hell, I missed the bus so I had to walk to school.

I held up my little umberella trying to stay positive, because I have this childish thing keeping some of the cold water from touching my sensitive skin.

I heard a car coming towards me as I continued walking in misery.

It was Yoongi's.

I looked to my left to see the car.

Our eyes met and froze for a second. He stepped on the gas even harder.

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If everyone at school was a white fluffy cloud, I would be a cloud blacker than anything.

I didn't talk to anyone. Even at lunch I didn't speak. Everyone could see something was terribly wrong, but they continued living their lifes and didn't care.

The girls tried to brighten my spirit, but it made them only sadder. I said I was fine to make them stop wasting their time.

I walked to my classroom through the hallways that were once empty from Yoongi, but now seem to have gotten a hold of the virus.

Every moment I saw Yoongi he tried to open his mouth and speak, but I immediatley turned my head around and walked quicker away from the brick that once was thrown against my head.

The next weeks were also pure hell.

I always sat with the girls and talked a bit more to them since I didn't wanted to lose them. I still however felt dead on the inside.

I went to the basement to work on the project more often.

And the more I went the more Yoongi seemed to go.

'Yoongi not coming anymore?' I asked Seulgi.

'Nope' she replied. 'Hey listen, I know you're trying to sattisfy us with saying you're fine, but it doesn't work. At least not for me. It's killing me to see you like this. If you will just explain why you're feeling this way then maybe I could help you.'

This was the one and only shot I would get to empty my heart and let positivity back into my body.

I took it.

After hours of sharing all the pain I felt, I kinda felt better. Not a lot, but instead of feeling like 6 ribs got pulled out, it now feels like there are 5 that had gotten pulled out.

She threw her arms around me and shed a tear. She understood how I felt and I'm happy now one person knows about the fake lies I've been telling for days now.

{A/N so normally the story would kinda end around here but I'm changing my writing style a bit so youre only on 59%? of the chapter}

The next days I continued talking to Seulgi as much as I used to do back at camp, but whenever someone else talked to me I simply shut down. Taehyung would often try to speak to me, but they were always short useless conversations. They were unnecessary, but I needed them.

Everytime I dragged my body through the never ending hallways, I would see Yoongi leaning against his locker with his 'gang'.

Everytime I looked at him, our eyes would meet.

Everytime I saw him, he looked worse.

His face became more rude. {no not like you fans are thinking xd} He started showing a side of him I didn't knew.

When I entered class I would sometimes hear Taehyung talking about the dumb stuff he and Yoongi were doing.

Partying all night, drinking till they couldn't hold it in anymore and then drink some more, stealing stuff, beating up people who did deserve it but still, vandalizing stuff and most importantly; the girls they were flirting with.

All the stories ended with them finding some more girls.

It was the end of another week and as usual someone would throw a party.

Normally I wouldn't go. Facing anyone except for Taehyung, Somi, Joohyun or Seulgi would be awful. Yunjin was okay too, but there wasn't really anything to face when she was around. She was a close friend of mine tho.

This time I decided to go. After Somi and Joohyun almost throwing my books out of the window if I didn't go.

Somi had gotten a car for her birthday so she offered to drive me home.

'Y/N, don't go if you really don't want to. I know we pushed you and it's not right to torture you by dragging your ass with us.'

'It's fine, I need some more time with you guys.' I replied as I playfully pinched her cheek.

She offered to help me pick out my clothing. I couldn't say no, that would be rude.

'I think we should go with something comfortable and not something that shows off your perfect body.'

'Stob it.' I said as I slapped her butt.

'This should be great!'

She pulled out a soft pink, lacy dress with short sleeves and some gold glitter.

'Perfect.'