are you still afraid of me? | park jimin

(Ex) Friends Are Cruel

Jimin's POV

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I was sat in maths class, ironically the class that I didn't have Mr.Kim in, or as I liked to call him, Namjoon. It was some boring ass teacher that I didn't really care about. All that came out of her mouth was air, because her words were to boring for me to even hear properly. I was deep in thought, eyebrows stuck together.

'Jungkook's gay, and how did I not even realise Hoseok and Tae? And I swear Namjoon and Jin have something going on.' My mind ached as I thought of all the difficult things that were going on. I think I heard Y/N crying this morning, but I really don't know why. It might have been Su-ya.

She has this brown, scruffy teddy, and it reminds me of her. She always gets sad when she holds it, and doesn't even care about other's opinions because she carries it round the house sometimes.

'Su-ya is a real bitch.' I thought, teeth clenching. Someone tapped me gently and I turned to see who it was. I rolled my eyes and quietly asked what she wanted in a low tone.

"You." She said, giving me a small smirk before going back to whatever she was doing.

My blood started going hot as I got frustrated. 'Why is she doing this, making my life hard?'

Y/N'S POV

I forced the tears back in forcefully. I had shoved the little, brown teddy in my bag, staring at it every couple of seconds. Ma-shi was talking to me, but I was too sad to hear her. Sometimes, things like this happened. As I got more used to the thought of Su-ya becoming my enemy, it got unbearable. I didn't want to live like that anymore. The memory replayed in my mind sorrowfully...

"This is for you, my best friend!" A happy six year old Su-ya exclaimed, handing the little brown bear towards her best friend.

"For me? Su-ya you're the best! Let's be friends forever!" The brown haired girl said, bringing her friend into a tight hug.

Tears fell unbearably fast, as I couldn't hold them back anymore. My version turned a bit blurry as my glasses clouded up. 'I shouldn't want Su-ya back, but I miss her so much...' That was the last thing I thought as I fainted, blackness taking over.

Su-ya's POV

To be honest, sometimes I missed that brat. I may sound harsh, but I'm not great at expressing myself. Y/N really was the light of my life. And I hate to admit it, but I really miss her. To the point where I still wear the promise ring that she gave me countless years ago. Don't ask how it still fits, cause honestly I don't know. It's like there's this demonic spirit was controlling me. I didn't like Jimin, I never did. I don't want to play with him, or any of that shit. I just wish I was freed. I feel like someone is pushing me to do this, but I don't know who. And I'm afraid that one day, I'll go too far.