Dirty little secret~Jungkook&Seokjin

Chapter twenty eight

Nilsa's POV
Friday morning I make myself get a shower. I smelt really bad. I find it more than a little disgusting and pathetic that I haven't taken one all week. But today, I'm done being pathetic. I've wallowed long enough. I've got to do something. So I am taking a shower and heading to grandads for the weekend.

The feeling of coming back here and having to deal with Ellie and Jungkook, and life is just overwhelming. I push it out of my head in favour of a weekend spent in the familiar. In the comforting. In the safe. I pack my bag and head out to the car.

I dont even feel like this home is my home anymore. It feels like a prison of lies and heartache. The only place that feels like home is the one I'm traveling toward.

"Hey baby" Grandad greets as I walk in

"Hey" I set my bag down and hug him, asking how he's been.

"Ciara and Elliot are just out grabbing dinner for us. Make yourself at home, your bedroom is still up stairs"

I spend the day watching a CSI rerun marathon on television and chatting about this and that. It doesn't completely get Jungkook off my brain, but it helps. I knew it would.

I get dressed for my shift at the bakery. My grandad owns a bakery shop a few blocks away and he told me that I could open up today, to get my mind of things. I worked there for a summer before Mom died. I feel tears threaten more than once when regulars ask me to come back, and telling me how much I look like my mother.

Ciara shows up for support

"Hey darling, how are you?"

"Hey, I'm good" I shrug

"I heard about your fancy man?"

I look up at her "Who?"

"Jungkook? Moana told me you weren't seeing him anymore?"

I roll my eyes

"So, let me guess. 'Bad boy' turned out to be 'worst boy'?"

I laugh. Yes, it's a little bitter. "Thats exactly what she said, but yeah. I guess you could say that.

"I was afraid of that."

"You were? Well you could've said something, you know."

"Your grandad showed me a picture. I took one look at him and knew he was trouble. He's not just hot. He's smart. That's not a good combination for your heart. At least the others have been pretty useless and stupid. But this one? Yeah, I knew if he got his hooks into you there'd be trouble."

I sigh. "But I can tell you like him"

I don't want to admit it, but she's right. Jungkook had me breathless from day one. So did Seokjin. Because they were the same guy, only in different clothes and with different jobs. I think, deep down, my body knew. I responded to each of them the same way, sexually. They both set me on fire. And that's not too likely to happen with two such supposedly different personalities. Why didn't I see it? How could I be so blind?

I serve the last customer thats in line, when I see someone slide onto the stool beside Ciara. I look up and stop.

Its Jungkook. He looks at me. Doesnt say anything. I say nothing. I finish what I'm doing.

I didnt want to talk to him. I didnt feel like I needed to. Ciara leaves to use the restroom after a while. I keep myself busy with odd Jobs but it doesn't really help. Every nerve, every cell, every sense of my entire being is focused sharply on Jungkook.

Its 6pm and I am ready to close up. He is still here along with a woman and her husband. He still hasn't said anything.

"You ready to close?" Ciara speaks