just one day

44.

After what felt like hours of talking, and explaining my mother the very confusing and complicated situation I am currently in she officially like almost all of us, hates Sun-Hee and surprisedly sera.

She unexpectedly was okay with her only child, only daughter living with someone she happened to meet hours ago.

The whole pregnancy thing was bothering me more then I thought it would. There was a lot that I didn't think before, and a girl was freaking out.

Don't get me started on how the word got out.

"whelp, you always said you wanted to be famous" my mother says sarcastically while reading the headlines in the daily newspaper.

"Min Yoongi Heir To Min Enterprises Proposes To Pregnant Black Girl"

I rolled my eyes as she was literally making a joke out of this not funny situation.

"Yeah but not like this" I remind her scrolling through my timeline on Instagram. There had to be millions of pictures of last night.

Him getting down on one knee and saying the words, "marry me". And then Emma shouting that I was pregnant.

Even if I wanted to forget about the scene from replaying in my head over and over again, anywhere I look something will remind me of that day.

My mother snickers before making eye contact with me. "You know a normal mother would not find this situation funny at all" I tell her seriously annoyed by the fact that she was having the time of her life running the damn newspaper.

"That's why I'm not normal remember" she says causing me to roll my eyes.

I sighed softly, looking at how many followers I was gaining quickly on both my Instagram and Twitter.

You would think they would blur my face out for privacy or some shit. But noo.

"That's such a shame"

I sigh knowing she probably had some slick shit to say, "what is?" I ask her sliding my phone into my back pocket.

"I don't know... I could've sworn you and Jimin would be together. I really like him. How is he doing now days? I haven't heard much of him recently. Does he still take you out for Ramen?" My mother asks getting overly excited for no reason.

I got up from the couch grabbing my bag, "you rather him gotten me pregnant instead of Yoongi?" I ask her.

"It's not that. It's just... I don't know anything about Yoongi"

"But you do of Jimin? You do realize you haven't seen him in like 5 months right?" I ask her arching my brows.

She sighs, Before I could say anything there was a knock on the door causing both my mother and I to turn.

"Yes" I respond.

The door opens and it was one of the maids, "Ms. Brooks, the car is ready for you" she tells me causing me to nod as she stands by the door.

"Car? Where you going?" My mother asks me.

"School" I tell her.

"You're just going to leave me here, by myself? What am I supposed to do all day?" She asks as if she couldn't think of anything.

"I don't know, but I'm sure you'll think of something right?" I smirk before walking out the room.

"Oh no, miss. You're not allowed to carry anything during your pregnancy. Yoongi's orders" she informs me quickly grabbing my bag.

"But I'm going to school— she cuts me off, "we already have someone to hold you bag for you" she tells me.

Someone?