3RD POV
As Namjoon watched you drive away from the school, he remembered why he had to do that to you.
FLASHBACK TWO DAYS AGO.
Namjoon sat in the cafe, taking a sip of his coffee while he waited. He sat his coffee down and looked at his phone.
Joon: Any minute now....
Just as he spoke, he heard the bell of the door ring, signaling someone has just entered. He turned his head toward the door and saw just who he was expecting. Natalie.
Nat: Thank you for meeting me.
Joon: What do you want?
Natalie looked at him as she sat down, emotionless.
Nat: What? I can't just sit and talk with you?
She questioned sarcastically.
Joon: No, you can't. Not when I know who you actually are.
He said, but Natalie wasn't phased at all. In fact, she smirked at him.
Nat: And who am I, exactly?
Joon: You're Francesca's best friend.
Nat: When did you find out?
Joon: I knew as soon as I saw you at school.
Natalie then changed her expression to a serious one.
Nat: Then, do you know why I'm here.
Joon: No, I don't. So, why are you here?
Nat: To get justice.
Joon: Justice for what?
Namjoon asked confused, while Natalie scoffed.
Nat: You really don't know, do you?
Joon: Is there something I'm missing?
Nat: I guess I have to give you the whole story. Starting from when you left school.
Namjoon stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue.
Nat: After you broke up and moved town, she went into deep depression. She even tried killing herself....multiple times.
Namjoon was shocked at this, he never thought she could even do something like that.
Nat: But, after a few months she got better. She even found someone that made her feel better. It was boy, Matt. He helped her get better....but it didn't last very long.
Joon: What do you mean?
Nat: He left, too. She went back into depression and she....
Tears gathered in her eyes remembering her best friend. She took a deep breath, closing her eye to regain control.
Nat: She was gone.
Namjoon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Francesca....Frankie was gone. He looked down at his hands. After processing everything he looked back up at Natalie as she continued talking.
Nat: So, that's why I'm here. I'm here for her.
She said as she cleaned the tears off her face.
Nat: I want you to suffer for what you did.
Joon: Look, I'm sorry about Frankie. I never meant for that to happen, but I left because my parents forced me to move. And I hate to brake it to you, but nothing you can do is going to hurt me.
Nat: How are you so sure?
Namjoon grew confused as to what she meant.
Nat: What's her name again? Y/n, is it?
Namjoon immediately turned his expression to a glare.
Joon: Don't you dare touch her.
Nat: Or what?
She chuckled.
Nat: You won't do anything, because you can't do anything.
A slightly smile grew on her face.
Nat: I won't do anything to her.
Namjoon felt slightly relieved...but he felt there was something else.
Nat:...But you will.
There it was, the catching her knew was coming.
Joon: What do you want.
Namjoon said as more of a statement than a question.
Nat: I want you to break her heart. But, there is something else you should know.....
Namjoon remained silent, waiting for her to continue.
Nat: Minho did kiss her.
Joon: What? You're lying.
Nat: No, I'm not. Because I have proof.
She pulled out her phone, showing him a photo of Y/n and Minho kissing. He knew that there was more to this then what she is saying.
Joon: I'm not doing that. I'm not going to hurt her.
Nat: If you don't then I will and it will be much worse.
She said with a serious expression.
Joon: What will you do to her?
Nat: I don't think you'll want to find out, so I suggest you do as I say.
Namjoon didn't know what she could do to Y/n, but he didn't want to risk it as it was clear that she was capable of anything.
Joon: Fine.
END FLASHBACK.
Even though he didn't want to, he couldn't risk something happening to you. So he did what he had to, for you.
LATER THAT NIGHT. YOUR POV.
After I got home, I went up to my room. I opened the door, and took off my shoes. I let my bag fall off my shoulders and lied down on the bed. I took my pillow and hugged it, curling into a ball. I took my phone and texted Monique to tell the our teacher that I wasn't feeling well and that I went home. Technically, I'm not lying. I don't feel good, at all, but...just in a different way. I just laid there, crying silently, staring at nothing.
*sniff*
He didn't even let me explain. How did he even know? God, I'm such an idiot!
I thought to myself, hating what happened and how it happened. I stayed in that position for...I don't know how long.
TIME SKIP.
I was still laying in the same position, but this time with my eyes closed. My phone started ringing, and without looking to see who it was, I answered it.
Y/n: Hello?
I answered with a raspy voice.
???: Y/n...its me.
Immediately recognized the voice. The voice that haunted me for years.
Y/n: Dad?
End chapter 19, chapter 20 coming soon!!
A/N: Sorry its short, but I have a lot going on right now so I'm trying to get as much out as possible for you guys. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!❤
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