He Whispers ••Yoonmin••

Chapter 8

"We suffer more often in imagination than in reality." Seneca

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Jimin's Pov

The breakfast is over and it's time for me to go home. I can't stay at Yoongi's forever. "Are you going to be alright? I really want to help you to get rid of those whispers you told me about." Yoongi asks worry written on his face. "Don't worry I will be fine. I've been hearing this voice for a long time now, I can survive a weekend." I answer confidently even though I'm a bit nervous.

"I think we should tell the others. I've known them for most of my life. You can trust them. And I think they can help us figure out how to make it stop." Yoongi says seriously. He really wants to help me and I can't be more thankful.

"Okay, I will tell them at school on Monday." I can trust Yoongi and I can trust his friends. "Good. I'll give you my phone number. If the clown starts whispering give me a call or at least text me, okay?" Yoongi asks while streaching his hand out for me to give him my phone. "Fine." I answer, my voice quiet as I suddenly become shy. For some reason Yoongi has this effect on me. He quickly types his phone number in and gives me my phone back. "Here you go. I sent myself a text so I would have your phone number too." Yoongi tells me with a small smile approaching his face.

"Okay, have a nice weekend, Yoongi hyung." I tell him before opening the front door. "You too, Jiminie. Goodbye."

The walk home is very calm and relaxing. I don't feel afraid anymore. At the beggining of this week I had no idea what should I do and now I am sure I am going to keep fighting no matter what it takes. I won't let the clown to destroy me.

As I open the door to the house, my mom greets me. "Oh hey, Jimin. How was the boys' night?" She asks right away. Even though she has recovered after the loss of my brother she became much more protective. "It was really fun, my new friends are very funny. I'm glad we moved to Seoul." I tell her honestly.

"I'm glad we moved here too." A smile spreads on my mom's face. "Come on I made cookies. Let's go watch that new drama on TV." I gladly agree with her. Mom's cookies are the most delicious desert I've ever eaten. And I miss spending time with her.

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The rest of the weekend goes without any happenings. The clown wasn't disturbing me that much. The only interesting thing was that Yoongi and I were talking to each other a lot. He would ask me how I feel and I appreciate it so much. Talking to Yoongi makes me feel better and knowing that I have him by my side gives me hope.

So today I'm going to tell the rest of the boys about the whispers. Am I ready to tell them? I'm not sure but I know that I need their help. I decide to talk about this during lunch because lunch is the time we all gather together.

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And finally the lunch time comes. As I walk to the table my palms start sweating. What if they think I'm weird and start bullying me? I wouldn't be able to deal with it and the whispers at the same time.

I sit by the table right next to Yoongi. Everything goes just fine, the boys joke around and keep laughing. That's until Yoongi starts speaking. "By the way, guys, Jimin has something to tell you." Wow, he just has to throw me under the bus like that.

"Umm, you remember that clown we saw the other day?" I ask not lifting my eyes from my hands. The boys respond once again telling how terrible that whole situation was. "Oh, come on you guys just forget about that clown it was probably just a prank. Also, dressing up as a clown is lame. What are we, five? Nobody's scared of clowns anymore." Suddenly Jungkook says.

"You should've listened to what Jimin has to tell before you spoke, pal." Yoongi whispers quietly. Now everyone's attention is on me. "Yeah, well that clown probably wants to kill me." What have I just said? I have put the whole story in one sentence. I shouldn't have said it like that.

I look up and see the boys staring at me with their jaws dropped. Even Yoongi looks shocked. But then Tae breaks the silence. "That was unexpected! So wait, you saw that clown before or did it just started following you after the class?" Taehyung was getting more and more excited about my story. "Ohh... or maybe that's why you moved to Seoul? Were you like in a weird circus gang and then decided to leave?"

Taehyung's weird question made us all laugh. Answering them will definitely help me to finish telling the story. I can't just leave that one short sentence and no more answers. "Where do I start... Yes, I've seen the clown before, it has been following me for quite some time now." I begin telling the story again. This time it's a bit easier.

"You could say the clown is a reason why my family moved here." Speaking about my brother is really hard. Especially when there's someone or something that always keeps reminding of the tragedy. But I keep going even though tears are threatening to spill fall from my eyes. I see my friends getting quiet and heartbroken. When I finish the story, Seokjin is washing tears from his cheeks and Hobi is sniffling loudly.

The sad atmosphere falls around our table. It's odd to see the boys so down so I answer the last question expecting them to get back to their usual selves. "Also, I wasn't in a circus gang, not that I know of. But I might be and just don't know about it yet."

"Boy, you can't leave a gang so easily!" Tae shouts at my response. "You know the rule: you can't leave unless you die." Taehyung says in that a matter-of-fact voice. "If that rule really exists then I'm probably in a gang, guys." I say seriously but start laughing right after. I'm not sure if I'm laughing because it's funny or because I'm stressed out more than ever.

"Either way, if Jimin is in a gang or not, we have to stop the clown before something bad happens." Yoongi interrupts my giggling. "So who's ready to stop that son of a bitch?"

Author's note

I just figured out that the personalities of my characters change based on my moods...

Have a nice day!

Author-nim