EMOTIONS ~ TAEGI

Page Three~~

(This is when they got home.)

   I stayed in front of the door to my house.  I didn't want to go inside, but it was really cold.  My dad was home.  I didn't want to see him.  I sighed, seeing my own breath.

Taehyung
Hey Jiminie?

Jiminie ❤️
Yes TaeTae.  You can come over.

Taehyung
Awesome!  Thanks!  I'm on my way!

Jiminie ❤️
No.  I'm picking you up.

Taehyung
Okay...

   I waited outside of my house for Jimin.  Being cautious and making sure my dad didn't come out.  I've known Jimin for as long as I could remember.  Even before that.  Our parents were best friends so I knew him when I was a little baby.  But even he didn't know most of my secrets.  He only knew my mom died, he didn't know why.  He would bring it up every now and then but I'd blow it off and change the subject.  Soon Jimin came.  He waved at me and I ran to him.

   "I missed you Kim Taehyung!"

   "We literally saw each other 30 minutes ago."  I said, smiling and shaking my head.

   "30 minutes is a long time though!"  I giggled.  "Do you mind if I invite Jungkook and Hoseok over?"

   "But Jungkook doesn't like me..."  I mumbled.

   "I talked to him about it, don't worry."

   "Fine.  As long as they don't take you away from me."

   "Jealous much?"

   "Yes considering the fact you and Jin are my only friends."

   "Ya!  Now I miss Eomma Jin."  Jimin said, frowning.  I heard the steps from inside the house.

   "Let's go." I said, grabbing Jimin's hand and pulling him away from the house.

   "Why are you so eager to go?"  Jimin asked.

   "Because I can be."  Jimin giggled and started running.

   "Ya!" I said, running.  Well, mainly because he was forcing me to.  Having a fucking death grip on my hand.   Soon we reached Jimin's house.  He opened the door and I ran to Jimin's room and sat on the empty bed.

   "Wow.  No manners here."  Jimin said, sitting beside me.  "Jungkook and Hoseok are gonna be here soon.

   "Do you think they like me?"  I said, frowning and playing with the hem of my jacket.

   "Hoseok, yes.  Jungkook...  I really don't know."  Jimin sighed.

   "Do you like me?"  I asked, gripping onto my jacket.  Jimin hugged me.

   "Of course I like you.  You're my best friend."

   "Why?"

   "What do you mean why?"

   "Why am I your friend?  You don't ha-"

   "We're here!"  Hoseok yelled, opening the door.  I sighed and got out of Jimin's hug.  He grabbed my hand and smiled at me.  I smiled back.  I looked up and saw Jungkook.  He glared at me and sat on the other side of Jimin.

   "What were you guys talking about?"  Jungkook asked.

   "Um...  nothing."  Jimin said.  Jungkook snarled.

   "Why can't you tell us?"

   "Because it's none of your business."  I interjected.  Causing Jungkook to stand up but get pushed back on the bed by Hoseok.

   "They don't have to tell us if they don't want to."  Hoseok said.  I felt like crying.  I pried Jimin's hand off of mine and stood up quickly.

   "I'm leaving."  I said.

   "Where are you going?"  Jimin asked.

   "To see my mom."  Jimin frowned, muttering a small 'oh'.

   "Can't you just go home later and see her?"  Jungkook asked.

   "No.  It doesn't work like that.  Go ahead and leave Tae."  Jimin said.  I quickly left, slamming the door behind me, disappointed and about to cry.  I started walking to the cemetery.  I went to a gravestone.

Kim Yeonneun 킴 연는
Beloved Mother, Sister, Aunt, Wife
May She Rest in Peace

  Tears started dripping down my face.

   "Hey eomma.  I miss you so much.  I think I might've made a new friend.  His name is Hoseok.  Jung Hoseok I think.  Then there's Jeon Jungkook.  I think he hates me.  I'm not surprised though.  I think this guy named Yoongi isn't too fond of me either.  Again, I'm not surprised.  Almost everyone hates me in school.  Dad hates me too.  He says your guys' relationship was ruined because of me and how I was so ugly and horrible.  Is that true eommoni?  Am I really the reason why you guys had a hated relationship?"  The tears dripped more.

   "Do you still love me?  Why am I so hated?  Would you accept me if you were alive?  Everyone says I'm a gay fag and I should kill myself.  Should I?  Do you think I should?  I think you'd want me too.  I will tomorrow.  If Jimin is really my friend he'll suspect something because I haven't missed a day of school, ever.  Well...  except for your funeral.  I'll do it tomorrow during lunch time.  So if someone actually cares they can come save me.  I need to go now eomma.  I love you."  I said, standing up and walking home to my drunk dad, waiting for me.