I left with my bag. To home well.. I was going to say our but no one lives with me. Yes I'm lonely, Like always, nothing new there. As I was walking I put my bluetooth Beats singing Demi Lovato Stone Cold… As I was walking remembering my Brother… Damn it!! Y/n just forget them!! What's so hard about that Damn … its okay like always... It always is okay. As I was walking singing with the most always angelic voice in the world. I’ve always been told about my voice.. That it was golden.. As I kept thinking about the past I got angry at myself even more. I whacked a street lamp to the extent of the light flickering as if that was not enough threw a trash can. “ Why can't I forget them both Fuckboy playboy... and Traitor Brother!!”
As I was walking I heard guys talking behind me so me being my curious self listening to their conversations.. “Yah, Jungkook! What's wrong with that gir -”...wait is that… No just leave it like he left you. He cant be back anyway he left for good I know i-.”Yoongi Hyung!!” Well...This is fun I just convinced myself and this is how you repay me, I was thinking, I was panicking I tripped and did a 360 degree roll. I landed on my butt.
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FanfictionY/n Trying to discover who killed her parents and why her loved ones left... but little did she know it's going to get scary
