shattered heart | j.j.k

Rainy Day | 33

Y/N's POV:

"Why didn't you go to class?"  It was Taehyung.  I was currently at home, washing Jungkook's jacket and my bloodied skirt.

"I accidentally slipped on the stairs," I lied.  "So the nurse let me go home."

There was a long silence on the other side of the phone.  "Are you sure?  I'm pretty sure I would've seen you if you slipped.  Plus, we were waiting for you at the lunch table even after the bell rang so you couldn't have possibly sneaked by."

I panicked.  'What am I supposed to say now?'   "I, uh, I went to the restroom to wear the pads you gave me but I didn't finish up cleaning my skirt in time when the bell rang.  I was already five minutes late so I took a shortcut assuming that everybody already left to class and that's probably why you didn't see me."

I was surprised at how well I could lie.  The whole story seemed possible.  

"Is that what really happened?"  He asked, his tone suspicious.

"Yes TaeTae.  Why would I lie about that?"  

"Okay, fine, I'll believe you.  But if something ever does happen, please tell one of us."

"Okay TaeTae," I said chuckling.  "I'm not a baby anymore, I can handle things myself."

"You're not a baby and yet you still get yourself into these situations."

"Yah, I'm old enough already so don't worry."  I didn't want to be a burden to the boys, especially since they were already doing so much for me.

Taehyung and I continued our conversation for around thirty more minutes before he hung saying he needed to help his little sister.

One Month Later... (sorry I don't really like using such long time skips but the story will literally be 1,000 chapters long if I don't use a time skip)

"This male lead is soooooo dreamy," I said, sprawled across my bed.  I was wrapped around in my blanket like a burrito and my hand was constantly dipping back into the chip bag.  "Funny, one of the characters looks like Taehyung."

I was watching Hwarang.  It was a weekend of absolutely nothing.  I wasn't busy.  There wasn't a lot of homework.  My parents were gone for a business trip.  I had the whole house to myself.  It was perfect. 

"Why can't all weekends be like this?"  The bruising on my body had pretty much healed up.  It still hurt a bit when you pressed on it, but the areas were out of reach where nobody could touch them.  Ji Woo had backed off for a bit seeing that I stuck to Bangtan like glue.

I didn't want the members to go through such a hassle just to protect me, but they insisted after the incident occurred.  I don't know why they suddenly got more protective.  None of them knew about what happened that day in the restroom.  Ji Woo might be dumb, but she's not dumb enough to send the video to them or anyone close to them.

"This really is the life," I said as my hand reached for another piece of chip.  "If only I had someone to enjoy this with."  I pouted to myself.  'I guess I'll just be single forever.  I mean, it's not that bad.  More things for me I guess.'

My feelings for Jungkook didn't fade away.  To be honest, they increased.  I was falling harder than I thought and I couldn't get myself up.  Although I liked Jungkook more, I was also able to control my feelings more.  I blushed less at every act he did because I knew he meant to do it as a friend.  I stopped hoping for chance because I knew he didn't like me.  My happiness every time he did something was still there, but I was able to hide it.