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"Y/N!!! Are you okay??? Oh my god oh my god oh my goddd your mother's going to kill me--she WILL kill me!!!"

I tried to get up, but I immediately felt my body give up. Luckily, Jimin caught me and held me in his arms, looking at me longily.

Almost has if he wants me.

I leaned into him as a sign of surrender and let my tears fall down. Jimin came close to me and closed his lips into mine, caressing my cheek with his free hand-

"Y/NNN, wake up sleepyhead!~

I slowly opened my eyes to a messy haired Jimin besides me looking at me sweetly. I got up slowly and sat up on my bed, questions buzzing in my head.

"You slept for 12 hours straight last night," Jimin said in a cheerful tone. I rubbed my face and turned to him.

Huh?

"What just happened?" I asked Jimin sincerely. "Weren't we--what was I--huh?!"

"So you still remember," Jimin said to himself quietly. "I hoped you wouldn't remember that".

Jimin quietly came closer to me and looked at me deeply. He held my hands tight and began to speak.

"How do you feel?" Jimin inquired. I didn't speak, but my head wanted to say something. What happened to Nicolette? Did anybody else get hurt? What happened next? These were all questions in my head. Why didn't I ask? I don't know. I guess that's just one of the main mysteries about me.

"Y/N?" Jimin interrupted. I sat up from my bed and went to wash my face. Before I could even close the door, Jimin (once again) interrupts.

"Y/N, i'm going to the store to get some food. Stay here-"

"You're really telling me to stay here? Why else would I go out??" I asked sarcastically. Jimin rushed over and got on his knees.

Um-

"Please don't go out!!! I'll do anything Jagi--I mean, Y/N!!! Just please don't go-"

"Yah!! I was just being sarcastic!! Go before I change my mind" I chimed in. Jimin gave a little smile and got up. He pecked my cheek with a small kiss and left the apartment.

Finally-

Wait, Jagi??

Who's Jagi??

I ignored his mistake and sat on the couch. Something was off. I needed something..

Beer. I need Beer.

I quickly rushed over to the fridge and pulled out all the beer I owned. I opened a bottle. Here goes nothing, I told myself aloud. In the matter of 5 seconds, I chugged down my first bottle. Then two. Eventually five. Then somehow, there was a bottle of Hennessy in the back of the fridge that I chugged as well. When I was done, I looked at the bottles that were now laying everywhere on the kitchen counter.

Something needs to be done.

I smashed the first bottle on the floor. For my friends, I thought in my head.

For my 'friends',

For my mother,

For my whole darn family,

For my father.

I was about to smash another bottle when I felt two strong hands surround me and pull me away from the shattered mess. Those same hands hugged me tight and sobbed quietly in my ear.

"W-why Y/N, why??

Like the glass that were once bottles, I shattered and broke apart. I violently cried into Jimin's shoulder and broke down. I felt glass scrape my feet, but that didn't matter. Pain didn't come until I realized how drunk I was when I was drunk.

Like I was intoxicated with liquid poison.

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