// Intimacy // P.JM

Prologue: Hassle

Chapter 1: Hassle

Amethyst POV

Amethyst? What were my parents thinking when they decided to name me Amethyst?

I comprehend that every parent perceives that their child is like a gem, but... Amethyst!

I get it that parents name their children Ruby, Sapphire; maybe even Emerald, but Amethyst?

It doesn't really matter though, everyone calls me Amy.

'Amy? Are you listening to what I'm saying?' My mother moves her hand in front of me from side to side, as I snap out of my thoughts.

'Uh... yes mother?' I say timidly, as I uncomfortably played with my food. Her face softens for a millisecond before it returns back stern, 'Have you packed everything Amy? Your flight is in five hours, and we are leaving in two hours. Check everything twice, and get ready. Okay?' My mom stacked orders as I absent mindedly nodded to each of them.

Nausea filled me, as my heart yearned to stay in Poland, but... my studies await me in Korea. My mind is a whirlpool of vacillation. I looked around the dinner table, drinking in the faces of my beautiful parents. Tears threaten to stream down my face, as I look at them.

You are not going away forever Amethyst! Please don't make things sophisticated... like you always do.

My subconscious tells me grouchily, as I shake my head through exasperation. I have lost my appetite, as I push myself off from the chair, forcing myself to my room. Just as I walk in, I see my room in shambles! I am not surprised, as I know exactly who did.

'Yugyeom! Are you kidding me?!' I yell. 'Bring your ass to my room!' I am unable to hide my fury, as I impatiently tap the wooden terrazzo with my shoes. Not long after my older brother stands in front of me, leaning against the wall with a lazy expression on his face.

'Why does my room look like Godzilla walked through it?' I add a hint of edge in my question, trying very hard to sound intimidating.

'Hm let's see.' He says. 'Probably because I was looking for money.' Guilt doesn't mark his face, but amusement surely does.

Money? My dear babies. My money! How dare he lay hands on my precious babies? I was saving up for months!

'For what?' I blandly asked. Curiosity mixed with my tone.

He swipes his hands through his dusty brown hair before murmuring, 'Condoms.'

'So you plundered my bedroom to buy a condom? You son of a b**ch.' I was now beyond furious, rage was just an expression. He nods at my statement, as a way of answering the question. 'What a lovely stream of conversation is going on right before my flight to Korea!'

Just before I was about to splutter more 'beautiful' words directed to my 'lovely' brother, my mother interrupted us, 'What did I just say at the table Kim Amethyst?' Her voice stern as she turned her attention to my brother, 'And you, stop enraging your sister.'

My brother monotonously shook his head, before walking back to his room. I knew I had to work more hastily, as I rapidly proceeded to my room, looking around once more at the disarray, and I made my mind that my brother would have to clean the room. He deserves it, let's count this as revenge.

No it's because you are too lazy to clean it yourself. Just admit it hun.

Oh please. It is for vengeance.

Progressively I double checked everything I had to take with me, and got ready in a simple, primitive over all.

It was a hurried turmoil at home, to get to the airport on time. I did my best to calm my mom down by saying things such as,

'Mom we have three hours.'

'It's okay!'

'Please relax! I won't miss the flight.'

My mother didn't care to acknowledge my words of condolences and support. We still made it to the airport two and half hour early, and it provided reassurance to her.

'Look we got to the airport on time! I told you!' I exclaimed happily. Her eyes just went sad, almost as though longing for something. As though she read my mind she croaked, 'What will I do without your lively personality in my life?'

I could understand the burden she shared, because I felt the same. So I just dropped my head, looking at my finger fidgeting with each other. 'Okay although don't forget the rules.' She started again. 'No drinking, no drugs, I want the same innocent daughter I left behind, I want a vir-.'

I nodded at her words, heat rushing to my face and necks. 'Mom I got that. I'm getting late, I should go!' I said.

She trapped me in one last hug before letting me go, and saying, 'Goodbye love! Tell me about your roommate. And take good care of yourself!'

I rushed for the procedure, in which I would anxiously bite my lips, I felt so insecure, and vulnerable. Not long after the checkups were done, and I sat down on the metallic chairs. The remaining time was me squirming on the uncomfortable cold chairs, and looking at the time every minute or so.

I looked down at my phone one last time, to see I had ten minutes left before my flight.

Hurry the fuck up! Do you really want to be late? Even you know how slow you walk, lazy ass.

I am fast... only if I run... but that counts! Okay? Now stop bothering me!

I then sprinted to the area for boarding the flight. The specific odor of the airplane formed queasiness in me, as I tossed a butter cup candy in my mouth. That always makes me feel better, with... sleep.

So I did what I had to... I slept through the whole flight, only rousing up only when tasteless food arrived.

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