Fear Me P.JM

Chapter Thirty Two: Confessions

I'm sitting at a bench with a wall of tall shrubs behind me.

"There you are!" Jimin says walking quickly up to me. "Don't worry about her," he assures and takes a seat next to me. "She's just joking."

"Yeah," I say. "Joking like ha-ha you're going to die! Ha-ha!"

Jimin only laughs.

"I lost sight of Jb and Suyeon," I say miserably.

"Nope," Jimin says shaking his head. "Look."

He turns around and parts the shrubbery and right in front of us is the perfect view of the two! They obviously just sat down to eat and Suyeon has a baked potato in front of her while Jb has...

Oh Jb.

Corndog. Cheeseburger and fries. Two sodas. One bag of chips. And two cookies.

"Jb sure eats a lot, doesn't he?" Jimin says.

"Yeah. That's Jb," I say, and I can't help but smile.

"I can eat a lot, too," Jimin suddenly says.

I'm silent for a moment. "Good for you?"

I watch as Suyeon takes out a fork and knife and begins to ever so carefully slice at her baked potato. Jb dives right into his food.

"She's so...dainty..." I say. "Jb doesn't like that when it's so casual already..."

And indeed, Jb looks up for a second before shaking his head and continues with shoveling his food down his throat.

Okay, well Jb could afford to be...daintier.

Suyeon stops eating.

"Is she okay?" I ask.

Jimin shakes his head though. "No...don't do it Su..."

"What?" I say.

And suddenly, Suyeon grabs the baked potato and begins chomping down on it like she's been doing it all her life. Jb nearly drops his food and Suyeon starts to point and laugh at him. But she's not laughing condescendingly. She's laughing like a lively, spirited girl. She's just...laughing.

Jimin smacks his forehead. "And there she goes."

We turn back around.

"What just happened!" I ask.

"Su isn't cold..." Jimin explains. "At all. As long as I've known her when we were young, she loved to play in the mud, jump around, get into stupid trouble, and laugh all the time."

I try to imagine it...

I've got nothing.

"But my family is in modeling, right? And so to help her 'image' she acts like she's always sophisticated, always well-dressed, always with this sense of nobility...it's just that the clothes she models give that aura..."

"But she's in America right now," I say.

"Still," Jimin says. "If someone captures a picture of her, her image could be completely ruined."

Man, my image was ruined when I turned two then.

I turn back around and pull apart the shrubbery. Jb and Suyeon are laughing! And she looks like she's actually making jokes!

"They're getting along!" I say. "No!"

I watch as the two get up to throw their empty containers away and walk off.

"C'MON!" I yell out standing. "Let's go!"

"I think you need to calm down a little..." Jimin says.

"I SAID LET'S GO!" I demand and Jimin shoots to his feet.