DRIFTED

8

Y/N POV
"So this is the hotel?" You ask them. "Pretty neat."
"Yup and your room is next to ours." Mark states.
"Nice." You tell him. You and all 18 members walk towards your room. You take the card out of your pocket and slide it. As soon as you open the door you see a nice made bed with a lamp next to it. A huge closet, a night chest, an armchair, a table and a fridge. It was perfect for you.
"Wow this looks pretty good." You smile at them.
"Glad you like it." Johnny says.
"Thank you guys I really appreciate it." You tell them.
"No problem." They all say.
"Okay so I'll go now bye." You tell them and go into your room and lock it. You weren't really happy. Even though you brought everything your parents will probably look through. You just weren't comfortable with the thought of them living them but you had to repay them for raising you and keeping you alive till you were 17.
You decide to take a nap and hang out with your new friends after you take it.

(Time skip)

You wake up by the sound of someone knocking on your door. You check the time and it's 8pm you slept for 5 hours. You get up and don't even bother fixing yourself.
"Who is it?" You groan.
"It's Taeyong." He says. You open the door.
"What is it?" You ask him. He looks at you weirdly for a long time
"Um we are going somewhere including you. You told us you would be there." He explains to you. You weren't in the mood. You just had so many thoughts filled up in your heads.
"I can't I'm really not in the mood. Look I'm sorry but don't let me stop you guys." You tell them. He looks down and presses his lips together. He looked up and he clearly look concerned.
"What's wrong?" He asks you with a worried look. You look into his eyes and you just look down.
"It's nothing just really tired." You tell him with a fake smile. He raises his eyebrow at you.
"Don't lie to me. I know something is bothering you." He says. Is it that easy to tell? You bite you lip and try not to spill anything. You didn't wanted to worry anyone and you didn't wanted to tell anyone about your situation.
"It's nothing really." You tell him. He suddenly turns red and he clenches this fist.
"That's it. I know something is wrong but you won't tell anyone. You've always been like that not worrying about yourself but always worrying about other people. It drives me fucking insane. That's it I won't even bother talk to you." Taeyong yells at you and storms off somewhere.
You close your door and just huddle up in a corner. You can't take it anymore. Tears fall down from you eyes.
What's wrong with me? Why can't I die already?
You just can't take it anymore.

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Author notes
Sorry for this trash chapter but thank you for supporting me
Sid