Thirteen

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  (listen to song while playing the chapter so you know where I got my "inspiration")

   You stepped out of the shower and put on all black just like what you've worn since that night a week ago. 

 You walked out of your room, happy that the tour ended

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 You walked out of your room, happy that the tour ended. "Hey Lee!!" you heard someone shout behind you. You turned around and looked at Angel, "what?" you said coldly. "We where wondering if you wanted to go to eat?' She smiled, trying to sound genuine. "No." you shook your head, but she persisted, "please??" you shook your head once again. She grabbed you arm and tugged and you felt a tang of guilt shoot through you so you finally gave in. "Fine just hurry and lets go," Angel squealed and led you to the car and you drove to a sushi shop. When you walked in you noticed Honey and Red sitting in the back. You looked around as your breath hitched. "Why are they  here," you hissed through gritted teeth as you pointed at BTS. "Well Honey invited them..." she trailed off and skipped to the table you following slowly after her. You sat down and crossed your arm and pulled out your phone. Ahem. You looked up at the cough, "what the fu~~ do you want Jungkook?!" you half yelled. Everyone looked at you as Jungkook was surprised. You noticed how everyone including Yoongi was shocked at the language. "You know what? screw you guys, just bring me food home Angel," you said feeling tears sting your eyes as you grabbed your stuff. You walked out and signaled the driver to go home. When you got there you changed to a brown hoodie and posted on Instagram being bored.

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I dont think I can take anymore backstabbing or heartbreak

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You sighed as you sat at your desk and decided to work on lyrics, until you eventually needed music.

  You eventually fell asleep crying as the song played on playing with your emotions.

/~/ The Next Morning /~/

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