Lost | BTS JIMIN

Ch-2 Some Changes

I unlocked the door of my house and rushed to my bedroom as fast as I could.

Where's the bag... Where is the bag....WHERE IS THE STUPID BAG?!

I'm not staying for for even a minute longer. I've always done as I was told but not anymore. I'm 16 and I need some privacy and independence.

Yeah, I know what these mothers think. They just think we are like this because of boys, periods etc. which is a.k.a teenage.

But no. We don't want to be independent because of some boy or teens. We are growing up! We are a new individual!

I quickly jot down the things I'm gonna carry. In seconds, I texted Luke who was an online friend from a game I used to play. He lived in New York.

Maybe I can stay with him...

I texted- " Hey Luke wassup dude? I was wondering if I could come and stay in your house for some months??"

I dunno if I'm really doing this. It seems so stupid. Texting an online friend to ask for his address.

But I should at least give it a try. I've known him for 2 years.

And if he turns out to be someone dangerous..... Well, you can say I'm quite experienced in self-defence.

I learned boxing for 4 years and I don't mean to brag, but I'm quite good at it.

Oh please! I'm not sporty if you're thinking! I'm not sporty at all. I just like boxing. Which... Is also a sport.... BUT the conclusion is I'm not sporty.

Luke is a friendly person and is mainly always online because he's a gamer and whenever he is not in office, he plays this game.

He's a perv and I assume he's quite hot cause of the way he talks. At least he's hot on the inside.

I know that trusting to live in an online friend's house is dangerous because I don't know who he really is... but this is all that I can do for now... I'm out of options..

Though I can use my debit card, but that way, my mom can track me down.. And that woman isn't the silent type.

I waited for Luke's reply and meanwhile, I found the suitcase and started shoving all my clothes in there.

I'm moving out. I'm finally leaving. I can't stay here anymore. If she doesn't wanna see my hurt, I will SHOW it to her.

I'll go to Australia or U. S or England or just anywhere. But NOT here. No matter what.

I kept my diary, songs' notebook, clothes, undies, perfume, shaver, tampons etc.

After I was done packing, I changed my clothes from some stupid party gown to MY type clothes.

It feels better now.

My phone vibrated. With the growing anxiety in my stomach, I grabbed it and saw that there was a reply from Luke.

"Hey! yeah sure! You can come anytime. Though we always made jokes about you coming to my house, I can't believe you were serious! Anyway, this is my address -
xxx house no., xx street, New York,
U. S. A
Waiting for you! Have a safe journey!"

Thank God! I'm so relieved he agreed!
I have never even seen him... it's gonna be weird..

I replied-
" duh dude. I also never knew that I was serious about those jokes coming to your house one day, but guess the situation is different now.. Thanks for the address. It's gonna be a pleasure to meet you."

I tied my laces, took my suitcase and turned towards my bedroom.

It was the last time I was seeing my room.. This room is just so full of memories.. But I have to leave.

I can't change my mind. Not after what all happened. No way.

I turned on my heels, grabbed my black guitar and walked out of the house and took a cab to the airport.

..................

"Ladies and gentlemen, May I have your attention Please? We are landing in New York in 5 mins. Kindly buckle up your seat belts for landing."

Uhhhh.. I can't believe it... I'm here! Even though I left my house, I'm way too excited for a 16 year old who is alone in the dangerous world.

I feel so freeeeeee..... so independent.. I'm sure that by now mom must have read my note telling her that I'm leaving.

But I know her reaction. Faking her tears. By tomorrow, she'll be over the fact that I ACTUALLY left.

This isn't the first time I've left, but it's definitely the first time that I'm leaving and not staying at a friends' house.

Or by that, I mean my So Called friends.

I have never been the social type. Probably because I overthink and end up being rude to everyone.

Well, it's true though.. People only want you till they need you, but once the need is fulfilled, they throw you out without giving a damn.

Same goes for love, all the love eventually fades, leaving you only with the emptiness. Cause feelings are never permanent.

They change overtime just like everything. I cringe every time I hear someone talking about 'TRUE LOVE' or 'I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER'.

I have to forget my home now and start new! It's a new start! A new opportunity for me! An opportunity for music! Another chance! Here I come!

I took a cab and it took me 40 mins to reach the address given to me by Luke.

I hope he didn't trick me... I hope he wasn't someone fake... I hope he has a house for at least 2 people... I hope.. I hope.. Oh God please..

The cab came to a stop and I looked outside the window.

OH GOD. IS THIS THE PLACE WHERE LUKE LIVES!?? IS HE A KING OR WHAT!? HE IS JUST A SOFTWARE ENGINEER, RIGHT!?

"umm.. Is this my destination?" I asked the driver pointing out the house or should I say.... Palace.

"No ma'am. This is." he said while pointing the house opposite to the palace.

OKAY COOL. I dunno what I was expecting. It's a normal house.

Neither a mansion or something nor a slum. I pay the driver and walk to the front of the house.

This is all. I just have to ring the doorbell. I hope it's Luke.. Not some old fart or a kid. I hope Matt is really someone.

I ring the doorbell and wait. I wait. I wait and I keep on waiting. But no reply. I ring the doorbell again but still everything is still.

An empty road with spine chilling silence with a palace on the opposite side and a teen girl standing on the door of another house. Bravo.

I think I have been tricked. There is NO Luke or Friend.

He lied.

Maybe he is just a guy in some corner of the world. Or not even a guy. Maybe she's a girl or kid. Or anyone.

I just know that it's not Luke living here. In fact, it seems like no one is living here. People should at least answer the door. DAMN PEOPLE.

I turn to leave the house and just when I cross the front of the house, I hear the door of the house opening.

"y/n??" A guy calls out.

————TO BE CONTINUED————

Hey people! That pic of a boy in the beginning of this chapter is Luke. And Jimin is gonna enter the story soon! 😘
So sorry if this was short!!! Other upcoming chapters will be longer!

Hope you have a nice day /night ahead 💙💜.

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