" Jimin? Where are you?"
Jimin hid under the pile of clothes, almost suffocating himself. He was still, barely getting any air except from the small hole that was visible on the top of the pile.
" Jimin I know your in here. Come on it's only a month at her house. You'll live."
Jimin still didn't move. He was still.
He heard the footsteps near and before he knew it he was out the door.
" I can't go. I hate it there. Every year it's the same bullsh-"
" Watch it." She cut me off.
I sighed and leaned my head against the window. I couldn't go back again. I'm sick of this. The same stuff every year.
" It won't be as bad.. she's older and needs your help Jimin. "
" She's only 55. She is fully capable of taking care of herself. And the fact that her kids are there to.."
My mom took my hand before pulling up to the red light. She turned to me and sighed.
" Jimin I know that you don't like going to your aunts house. But she just adopted a new baby and could use some help taking care of her Ji-yun and Min-Jun. Plus your getting paid at the end of the month."
I sighed and looked down to her hand. My mom was someone who was always waay to caring. It was a good thing yes, but at times it wasn't as good.
" Fine..but if I call then you need to pick me up."
" You'll live." She smiled.
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" Ah Jimin! It's been so long."
I put on a fake smile, hugging her while looking around the house. It was the same. Clothes everywhere, toys all around the house and the smell of cinnamon and..sweat?
" How have you been?"
" Busy." I replied, grabbing my bag before Min-Jun could take it.
" I'm sorry for having you over. But you are on break from college right? I mean I hope." She said, picking up Min-Jun to stop his tears.
Min-Jun was the youngest between him and Ji-Yun. He was spoiled rotten. He cried for almost anything, got what he wanted and was pretty mean. Not bully mean, but mean.
" Yea. I mean I have a project to do and all but.. I mean I'll find a way to get it done."
We made our way into the kitchen where her new wife, Melli, sat.
" Hi." I said softly.
Melli always scared me. She was from Japan but her parents were full on White. They supposedly met at a coffee shop, but I know they met at a club.
" Jimin. How have you been?"
She spoke in English most of the time. She understood Korean and spoke the language, but she spoke in her somewhat native tongue just cause.
" Good...good." I replied back in English.
The new born baby began crying, the other two yelling and running around. I sighed and looked outside. Kids were riding down the street on their bikes, most of who I realized.
" If you want you can go out there. Dinner will be done in a while." My aunt said.
I nodded and put my bags down near the table, running out through the back to catch up with them.
" Jimin!"
I was tackled by Taehyung, a loud laugh erupting from both of us.
" Hi hyung." I smiled, getting up from the floor.
" Hi! How have you been?"
" Busy. I got into Hanyang." I said, dusting my arm off.
We began to walk down the street, catching up on a whole lot of stuff.
" Hoseok is back from rehab." He said after we grabbed some water from the store.
I stopped and looked at him in shock, almost choking on the water.
" Really.. I though he only got worse in there."
" Yea at first he was. But then they started drugging him. You know, to help him. I mean he got out a week ago so nobody knows if it really helped but.."
We walked down the street further in silence. It was shocking cause the last time I saw him.. he was on a hospital bed.
" Should we go see him?"
I shook my head, not because I didn't like him. I was scared that I'd have to call 911.
" I need to go home. Or to my aunts house. I know my mom will kill me if I'm out to late."
I turned to look at him, already pulling his helmet on his head.
" Okay then. Well I'll see you later. And text me." He said, hopping on his bike and riding off.
I never knew how he was able to carry that big ass bike around, but he did. I turned the other way and made my way down the street. It was sunset already, cars driving up and down the narrow road.
I pulled out my phone and turned on some music to distract myself from Hoseok. I loved him and all, but if he overdoses again I don't know if I'll be able to.. be around him.
I was in my own world and soon I ended up bumping into someone.
" Ow!"
I looked down to see a girl crouched on the floor, holding her nose in pain. Food was sprawled on the floor and the bag ripped.
" Oh! I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed.
I bent down and helped her with the food, quickly putting it in the bag before it was ran over by the cars.
" You should pay attention you know. " She said softly, grabbing food herself.
I didn't respond to her comment.
" Here." I said.
We stood and for the first time we made eye contact. She had big eyes, wavy hair and pretty long legs.
" Thank you." She said, already walking away.
I turned back around and watched her walk away before she disappeared behind a gate. A gate towards Hoseok's house. I mean many people live where he does, that could be anyone.
I turned back around and made my way back to my house. But I couldn't get her face out of my mind.. She was beautiful.
