Pride and prejudice // MYG

Chapter 30

Stare. That's all we could do for a second. So many new details unveiled in the last hour and it was all because of my stupid rambling. I felt the urge to leave this place, thus I was the first one to move from the stilled position and head inside. Jimin, Taehyung and Hoseok followed me inside quickly, leave the three of them alone.

- I don't know how I feel about the whole thing, - said Hoseok who poured a drink for us.

- I'm on boys' side. - said Jimin, - that bitch ruined them.

- true, but kind of see why Jungkook could have done it, - said Taehyung and threw a sad look to the direction of dancing Erica's figure.

- can you guys not tell anything to Seokjin? - I asked shyly. I was really embarrassed and disappointed in myself, I didn't want those feelings to be mutual from Seokjin. I respect him way too much to handle it.

- yeah, right. - mumbled Jimin. - everyone's gonna know it by tomorrow.

- fuck... - I cursed inaudibly and Hoseok sighed.

- I just want to get out of here. From this place. - said Hoseok.

- you lucky bitches are going to Paris, stop whining. - said Jimin and drank the entire glass in one go.

- honestly, can't wait. - said Taehyung and my heart swell.

Why cant I be like Erica and Ally - find true love who respects you and tells you what they really feel, instead of changing words every now and then. They are always so carefree and delightful. Me, being a wild one, always have to be the centre of trouble.

- don't blame yourself, huh? - said Hoseok quetly, so that only I could hear. - they deserve to know the truth. Both of them.

- yeah... - I sighed as he patted my back and left me to approach Ally on the dance floor.

11:42 PM

Cold breeze caressed my skin, as I opened the front door of the club. People were slowly fading, leaving small group of friends here. I tried to ignore everything and still have a decent time, but all I could do was blame myself for everything. I haven't seen Jungkook or Yoongi since then. It kind of made things worse but better at the same time. I didn't want anything worse to happen but hoped that they took time to talk it all out.

If things get worse, I would never forgive myself for ruining my friendship with Jungkook and putting Yoongi in so much worry.

As my taxi arrived and I took my seat, someone approached and leaned on to driver's window, chatting about something. I didn't pay attention.

I was really worried and curious of how things went and I didn't realize how my fingers unlocked my phone and typed Yoongi's number. Fuck, I can't help it.

Bri:
hey

how are things?
how are thing
how are thi
how are
how are you?

Yoongi❤️:
better

Bri:
Did you guys sort things out?

Yoongi❤️:
Kind of

I let out a sigh of relief, he doesn't seem mad, does he? We haven't talked normally since our argument and it seems like forever since we spend that night together. My heart ached at the memories.

Bri:
Sorry about everything
It wasn't my business

Yoongi❤️:
Forget it