Them (BTS au)

Chapter 11

LillyRose's POV

   The bell rings, and everyone packs up and leaves.  I'm still packing up.  As I'm walking to the door, I notice Mr. Raunch looking at me weirdly.  I give him a stank look and walk out the classroom.

Mr. Reese's POV

Mmmmmm, that's the attitude I love.  I can tell she's a feisty one.  I loved watching her ass as she walked away.  My wife's ass doesn't even jiggle that way.

LillyRose's POV

"Guys, I saw Mr. Raunch looking at me in a weird way after you guys left."  I say as soon as I sit down at the lunch table.

"Like how?"  Joonie inquires.  "Like when a boy sees a cute girl they can't stop staring at."  "So, the way Jimin looks at you?"  Taehyung jokes with a smirk.  Jimin frowns at Tae as he shoves him in the arm, making Tae laugh.

"I'm serious."  I say.  "I am, too."  Tae smirks.  "Yo, Taehyung, you wanna fight?"  Jimin jokes, a fake frown on his face.

"It's not my fault I ship you guys together.  I think JillyRose would be cute.  I can see it."  Tae says, smiling.

Would we be cute together?  Not gonna lie, I do like that ship name.

Jimin blushes as he puts his head down, trying to hide it.

"Yeah, Taehyung's right.  I can totally see you guys together."  Namjoon says, putting his elbows on the table, looking at us.

Jimin lifts his head to the ceiling with his hands covering his cheeks and eyes.  "Can we not talk about this?"  Jimin says, sounding exasperatedly embarrassed.

Namjoon and Tae chuckle.  Jimin fixes his head back and removes his hands from his face.  "Anyway, we're talking about Mr. Reese here,"  Jimin says.  He looks at me.  "Maybe it was innocent."  "Naaaah, something's not right with him, I just don't know what."  I say with a suspicious tone, frowning.

Marishka's POV

There's a knock on the door.  I excitedly run over to answer it.  "Rishy!"  My best friend says.  "Amelia!"  I say.  We widely spread our arms out and hug each other like we haven't seen each other in years.

I let her in and she sits down at the dining room table.  "Want some coffee?"  I question.  "Sure."

I start making the coffee.  I lean on the counter in the kitchen.  "How have you been, Lia?"  "I've been good.  Just working and taking care of the kids.  I'm also engaaaaa-aaaaaged."  She excitedly sings, holding her hand out. 

I gasp and walk over to her, taking her hand in between my thumb and fingers, examining her engagement ring. 

"Oh Lia, it's so big.  It's gorgeous,"  I gasp, mesmerized.  "When did this happen?"  "Two weeks ago."  She brightly smiles, looking at her ring.

When the coffee's finished, I pour it in two mugs and prepare it the way we like.  I carry the mugs over, handing her her coffee.  "Thank you."  "You're welcome."  I sit down across from her.

"So, enough about me.  What about you, Rishy?"  She sips some coffee.  "Oh, you know, just doing my wifely duties nowadays, might get out of the house sometimes."

She rolls her eyes.  "I don't see why you're still married to that man.  How could you be after what he did?"

"I believe he can change, Lia.  I love him, and if you love a person, especially if you're married to them and have been for eighteen years, you stick by them, no matter what."

"He's no good.  Why don't you just leave him?  It's not like there are kids to hold you back, and even if there were, you'd still have to do what's best for you.  Does he even touch you anymore?"  "Well, no."  "I think he's cheating."  She sips her coffee as she looks at me sideways.

"I'm not just gonna assume things, Lia."  "I mean, think about it.  When's the last time he's touched you or made love to you?"  "Five years ago...."

She almost spits out her coffee.  "Five years ago?  You haven't had sex in five years?  Honey, you're sex deprived."

"That may be the case, but that doesn't mean he's cheating on me or ever has.  I have faith in him."  "You're too naive and optimistic, Rishy.  You say you believe he can change, but is he even taking counseling for his pedophilia?"

"He's not a pedophile."  I sharply say harshly, looking at her, annoyed.

She rolls her eyes.  "Well, has he taken counseling to get better?"  She says, her tone saying, "Is that better?"

"Well....no."  "So then how can you say you believe he can change if he's not even taking steps to?"

I sigh and close my eyes, resting an elbow on the table, leaning my forehead against my palm.  "Look, Amelia, this is my relationship.  I chose to stay with him.  I forgave him.  Can't we just let my decisions be what they are?  And why can't you support me on this?"

"I can't support it because I don't agree with it,"  She says sharply, cutting her eyes at me.  "And what do you mean, "It doesn't mean he's ever cheated on you"?  He did when he let that girl suck his dick in a classroom.  That girl was sixteen, Rishy, six-teen."

"I've put it behind me, and you should, too."  "Does he even tell you he loves you?  Does he ask about your day?  Does he even look at you the same?  Tell you how pretty you are?  Do little things with you?"

"No, but-"  "This dude's trash, Rishy!  You deserve so much better than that." 

"I don't wanna talk about this anymore."