the good guy J.JK

ch.13

"Y/N?"

my voice is called by a familiar voice, causing me to open my eyes to be met with Jungkook.

"wha-"I attempt to question as I try to sit up, only to lean back down with my hand grasping my forehead in pain.

a hiss escaped my lips. "she really knocked me didn't she?"I say mostly to myself.

I remember it all, from the Cheerios I ate this morning to the moment my legs wobbled.

jungkook looks at me with pity in his eyes.

"what exactly happend?"he asked with a worrisom look.

I cut my eyes, curious as to why it hasn't gotten to him yet that a talk blonde bimbo clicked me for his good looks, but I geuss i gotta explain that too.

"your fricken girlfriend just had to start a fight with me over you"

his fist clench momentarily, an angry look falshing thru his eyes, too fast for me to ask why he was mad about it. soon enough he had a worrisome look once again.

"i don't have a girlfriend"

an irritated scoff leaves my lips. "she said your hers"

"who was it?"he asks.

I shrugged, turning over on my side.

"i don't know her name, but she had blonde hair. she's really tall too"

"everyone's tall compared to you, babe"he says with a bunny smile.

I scoff and sit up once again.

"I seriously don't understand why she fought me over you. so Fricken stupid"

he smiles at me, the smile he gets when I talk about someone I'm on bad terms with.

"do you want her gone?"

a look of disbelief crosses my face.

"what kind of question is that? all she did was fight me, I mean sure, i don't wanna run into her again, but If she got expelled or something i'd feel horrible"

he nods his head. "i see"

I look at him, looking over him as he zones out.

he does that alot, blanks out, or seems mad if its a response he doesn't like, or I'm guessing he doesn't like.

"what do you want me to say jungkook? that I want her dead?"I say, sarcasam laced in my voice with a laugh.

"yes"

i look up at him.

"what?"

he shakes his head with a smile. "nothing. I know who your talking about tho. she's been trying to get with me since middle school, I'm getting tired of it and I'm ready for her to disappear"

i nod my head along in agreement.

"yea, she seems like a total bitch. I definatly don't wanna see her again"

he lets out a laugh, that smile once again graceing his features.

"yea, me either"

-

"so, did they ever show up last night?"taehyung asks as we sit at the dinner table.

i freeze, my fork in hand as I look at him.

"not that I recall"I say, stabbing a piece of lettuce and shoving it into my mouth.

we decided on salads, mostly because I didn't feel like eating anything heavy after what had happened today.