"𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄."
━━━ what started off as an innocent game of truth or dare quickly spiralled into something else. Elisha Wright quickly finds herself caught between her bes...
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WE QUICKLY SHOWERED AND GOT DRESSED. I decided on something simple - a plain white T-shirt and olive-green shorts - to wear to our lunch date with the group. Jungkook also wore something casual, which he somehow managed to make look sophisticated regardless. I swear this man looked good in anything and everything he wore. He decided on an oversized cream-coloured shirt and a pair of light-blue denim jeans with rips at the knees. I had to admit, even in casual clothes, he still looked handsome.
I grabbed my phone and wallet before following Jungkook out the door and down the hall to the elevator. We stepped into the confined space and Jungkook pressed the button for the third floor.
"So, about before," he said, breaking the silence. "I know why women use the pill, but why did you make that face? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I was just curious."
Ah, that. "Well," I began awkwardly. I hadn't exactly been planning to tell anyone about my past and what had happened to me. It was something that I wasn't proud of and liked to keep secret, but I suppose the truth had to come out eventually. "I used to date this guy. We dated right out of high school and things were great at first, but then I discovered a new side to him. He was really possessive and sometimes abusive, both verbally and physically." I looked over at Jungkook, trying to gage his reaction. His jaw was tense, but his gaze didn't waver from me. "We would get into these arguments and. . ." I took a deep breath, "he would force himself on me. Then, one day I found out I was pregnant."
Jungkook's hand grazed mine, his fingers delicately sliding over the palm of my hand. Such a small gesture was enough to give me the courage I needed to continue talking.
"I guess it's just become a habit." I shrugged. "I haven't seen anyone since we broke up, but I could never bring myself to stop taking them. It's not a bad thing, I just don't want the risk of. . . well, you know."
When I looked back over at Jungkook, I was relieved to see the look on his face. It wasn't one of pity, which I was thankful for. However, it was more of anger, his brows pulled into a tight frown. "He didn't deserve someone as wonderful as you," he said eventually, and I released a breath I hadn't known I'd been holding. "Also, you said you hadn't seen anyone since him. When did you. . .?"
