It's been a long and rough 11 years for Y/N. After a huge shooting resulting in both her parents death, she was forced to live with her aunt. One night after a painful hangover she decided to go get food, but didn't expect to have her day become a l...
I scurry to my room and shut the door. I lock it for safety measures. I walked over to my bed to find a beautiful blue dress, it was laced at the bottom and had a gorgeous design on the top. It showed the shoulders but still had short sleeves. I ran my hand over the lace, the inside was blue silk. Next to it was a blue mask with a gold and blue glitter flower. The mask had blue and gold glitter swirls.
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"Sunshine, do you like the dress?" I turned to see Hoseok, sitting in a chair, his back facing me.
"Well, of course, I like the dress, it's like a fantasy. But I hate that I'm being forced to wear it." I replay my fight with Namjoon this morning in my head. "Hoseok, can you take me to the ball tonight?" He turned his head towards me as if surprised to hear me say that.
"Sunshine, you know I can't." His voice sounded jealous and saddened. "I would if I could, but-" I grabbed the dress and mask out of frustration. I saw a pair of blue and silver heels that was hidden underneath the dress.
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I grabbed one and threw it at him. He ducked and got up abruptly. "What the hell was that for!?" he yelled. I was mad at him, Namjoon, and I hated Yoongi. Yoongi and this stupid fucking collar.
"Get out!" I yelled and he looked surprised again, "Didn't you hear me? I said get out!" My yells got louder as he hurried out. I slumped down against my bed and felt horrible.
