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C H A P T E R  E L E V E N

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C H A P T E R E L E V E N

jimin's  house

7  am










Like every night, this was one filled with regret and deep thoughts. It was some time in the am, but still fairly dark outside. I picked my self up from the comfy mattress, luring me to stay sleeping just a little longer. I promised myself that I would leave by early morning.

I quietly moved the covers away from my body, letting his scent fill the air I breathed. I have to admit, that's what put me to sleep quicker than I thought.

Finally, I was off the bed, and tried my hardest not to step on him by accident. I wanted to move him onto the bed so badly, but I didn't want to wake him up from his sleep. I left him where he was, and left the room.

His mother seemed to have moved back to her bed, since she was no longer laying on the couch. I grabbed a can of coke from the fridge before quietly leaving the front door. I walked through my yard, and to the back of the house, where my window was. I climbed up the tall tree next to my window, which I always kept unlocked. Maybe that's how Jimin gets in my room so many times.

I threw the closed coke in first, knowing it would fizz up later. Then I threw myself forward, knocking down most of the things on my shelf.

"Shit." I groaned as I rubbed my elbow. I lowered my window, and dramatically leaped onto my bed. I could finally sleep without feeling regretful that I'm sleeping in someone else's bed after I just curved them.

Just as I closed my eyes, my door flew open and a bat slightly missed my head.

"What the hell dad!" I covered my head from any further weapons. He turned on the lights, and him and my mom both covered their mouths.

"Rae? What are you doing here?" My mom asked, coming over to hug me.

"Brooke dropped me off early for work." I lied, but it was a pretty good lie. She looked at the clock beside my bed.

"Well you better get going, because you start in fifteen minutes right?" My mom asked. I looked over at the clock and nearly passed out. Just when I thought I could sleep for a couple hours extra, I have to work for five hours now.

"So much for a nights worth of sleep." I mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing." I sighed, grabbing my work clothes. I ran down stairs to quickly grab my shoes and my hat. While I tied the laces, I started to think about whether Jimin would actually show up to work or not. I mean, he did talk about quitting yesterday.

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