broken love. ➳ j.jk

07

The next day I woke up with a swollen face and eyes.
I spent my free day crying...
My head hurt badly.

Today was Monday, and the lessons start again as well the dance practice...
I prepared myself trying to look presentable and went to the first lesson, acting.

I want to be an actress, but probably before I will make my debut as a solo idol, everyone really likes my voice and says I have talent.

I entered the classroom, BigHit had recently auditioned, and it was full of fresh and new kids. A couple of weeks will pass and the trainees will be halved. Not everyone can stand the pressure and effort of being a trainee.
As always, the only girl was me.

I saw Yeonjun sitting on a desk and sat next to him 《Yeonjun~ Morning》 his eyes widened《Y / n ... you look ... horrible. Everything good?》
《Yes yes, I'm fine, I trained too much》 I lied.
No one had to know anything.
Although he is my best friend, I don't want to involve him in my dramas.

The lesson started, and so the morning passed, I skipped lunch and went directly to train in the practice room.

I spent the whole afternoon and evening training.
In my mind I always hoped to see him come in here, greet me and turn on the music to start dancing together.

But it wouldn't have happened.
Never again.

Days like this have been repeated for a couple of weeks.
Training and training.

In these weeks, there is no Jungkook's shadow. The BTS were very busy, they were preparing a new comeback.

[...]

As always I go to the practice room to train myself in some choreography, I stay there all afternoon, now it was late at night.

My heart skips a beat when I hear the door snap open.
I turn towards the entrance and I see Jungkook coming in fast, but he stops as soon as he sees me, he snorts and enters that little room ...

All the memories of what happened in that room come back to my mind ...
I feel my face turn red
I have to leave, I can't stay here.
I get up and go to the exit, but I notice that he has left the door of the room slightly open, I see his shadow move.
I stay there staring at him for a while, from afar.

At a certain point he opens the door with a smirk on his face, and looks me straight in the eyes 《the habit of observing me secretly did not pass, I see》 he says laughing slightly, approaching me.
I cannot move, I would like to leave before it is too late, but he has enchanted me with his look.

He puts himself in front of me, his head slightly tilted.
《Y / n ... did you really just use me?》 I didn't expect this question all of a sudden, it caught me off guard 《yes, I used you ...》 I tried to keep the tone as steady as possible. The acting lessons will have to be useful for something, right?

He stared at me, trying to read my expression, looking if he could understand anything else from my face.

《Your face seems to tell the truth, but ...》 he makes a brief pause 《when we were together, the way you looked at me, the way you moved when we made ... love》he says the last word with a broken voice《those moments there, denies everything you are saying and you told me》

He's damn right.
But...

Jungkook ... please don't make me say more evil things ... I don't want to hurt you more.

I clenched my fists, tried to control myself to look as consfident as possible.

《Jungkook》 I said staring straight into his eyes 《I just wanted to fuck one of the BTS's, any one, I didn't care who it was》 I crossed my arms to look more convincing 《I was lucky you were the first, you're not bad in bed》 I struck out the last sentence trying to be as bitchy as possible.

His reaction broke my heart, he dropped his arms along his sides, as if he had just lost a battle.
His eyes became shiny, he stared at me as if I had just torn his heart from his chest.
And it was so.
And with his, I also did it with mine.

Before crying in front of him I took my things and left the practice room, I turned a moment to look at him, he was standing there, looking down, a tear flowing down his face.