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Chapter 9 : No Women Tonight

WARNING: This chapter contains a few mature scenes, specifically VIOLENCE, HARASSMENT, and RAPE.

Read at your own risks.

Jungkook's POV

The alarm wakes me up today instead of the rays of sunlight coming from the window like it usually does.

The alarm just means one thing, well maybe, for now, it's two things. First, it's the twelfth of September and that means Mr. Sanders is going to visit me today.

I mentally groaned at the thought.

My dad and I just stayed in the hospital for a week to do some therapy stuff that isn't working on me, I just can't see the point of doing it anymore, there's no hope but I hate it when my dad desperately pleads for me to continue my therapies.

And today, Mr. Sanders is coming back, just great.

But on the second thought, it's Namjoon's birthday today, something that makes my day a little brighter or maybe a lot brighter. I grabbed my laptop and logged into my Skype account and tried calling Namjoon.

I wasn't expecting an answer from him since it's only seven in the morning and he might still be asleep, but he is indeed an early bird.

"Hey, Joonie, happy birthday!" I greeted with enthusiasm.

"Thanks, Jungkook, you're the second one." He said on the screen as he wipes the sleepiness away from his eyes.

"Really? I thought I was too early, but then someone's earlier."

"Yeah, Jin's messed up. He called me three in the morning saying that he just had a nightmare, and then suddenly remembered that it's my birthday already." Namjoon rolls his eyes and I laughed at his story.

"So where's the party?" I asked, smiling, and then he looked at the camera as he looks at me, that look of hope in his face pinched me.

I know he's expecting me to come, but I know that I can't, and I will never be able to do that.

"Maybe at the frat house? You're jealous aren't you?" He teases, though I can see a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Same bro, same.

Ever since this weird phobia got into me, I never hang out with my friends, like what we usually do when we were kids, like what normal adults like us do.

Sometimes I dreamed about living in a world where there's no women. What would it be like? Going out there, being free from anxiety attacks, what would it feel like?

"Massively jealous." I sighed. "Anyways, I'll send my gift for you later."

"You don't have to."

"I want to. Happy birthday, Namjoon, I gotta go now."

"Thanks, brother, bye." He showed me a dimpled smile, with that I ended the call and closed my laptop.

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"How do you feel Jungkook?" Mr. Sanders asked, like for the nth time in my entire life. He's in my room right now holding a clipboard and a pen on his hands.

"I'm fine," I answered nonchalantly.

"You're sure?" He arched an eyebrow at me.