ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴀʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜꜱ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ | Complete

Fɪɴᴀʟʏ

~ Y/N Pov ~

After what happened yesterday i decided to call to my boss, saying that i wasn't going to  work at least today. I wasn't feeling good because of two reasons: first, i couldn't sleep at night because everytime i closed my eyes, i always saw the memorie of yesterday, second, because i cried all night, my head hurted like hell, it seemed that i had a huge party inside of my brain.

To forget all the memories, i took a shower and dress a comfy clothes (hoddie and sweatpants). I closed my windows making my bedroom all dark. I didn't have the strengh to eat or do something else. I just wanted to lay my head on the pillow and sleep. I layed myself on my bed and covered myself with a blank. I snuggled until i felt comfortable. I closed my eyes and again i remembered everything. Tears escaped my eyes like a fountain. I never got so much effect. My nervous system wasn't working at the way it should be. I couldn't control myself. It really hurted me.

After we made things right, we were starting a new friendship and somehow he hurted me again. Why does he keep doing that? Am i that bad? Does he hate me so much? Why did he do that to me? I was trying to make him happy by not forgetting his brithday. I thought that he would like the surprise. At least was what i thought when i came to the room with the cake. He was surprised and he had a huge smile on his face. I giggled at the vision. But somehow in the fast few seconds, i saw his face turning to something that he never showed to me. It was more than anger, i couldn't describe his facial expression.

His smile faded away in a matter of seconds and his eyes landed on me like daggers. Did i do something wrong? In a move, he blowed everything. He destroyed the only hope i had to us became together, at least as friends. I didn't want more. For me being friend with him was a huge victory but i guessed that he couldn't forget our past.

I turned myself around to try to forget him but my tears slippled down on my face. I never cried so much for a boy. Never in my life i did that. Why was to be him? Why couldn't i hate him in the same way he hate me? Why could i move on? Why did i keep this feelings for him? He hurted me more than he should. Maybe it was time to move on.

Y/N: maybe you should try to think with your brain and not with your heart... - i mumbled to myself. I was so tired that i fell asleep.

I woke up with the song of my phone. It was bothering me. I picked it up and saw that i had lots of texts and calls. Why didn't i hear the phone? I checked the hour and was already 7 pm. I sleept so much. I guess i had a heavy sleep, besides i really needed. First i checked my calls, most of them were from yoongi but i also had a unknown number. Multiple calls from that number but i prefered to ignore them. I checked the texts, yoongi was really worry about me, always asking if i was fine and if i needed something. He was a good friend and i couldn't ask for more.

My eyes spotted something. Not only that number called me but also texted me. I had more than twenty texts from that number. I didn't know if i should read it or not. Maybe i should, by the amount of texts it must be important. I read the texts and regretted it at the same time.

[Unknown number]
Y/N are you here? [9:00 am]
It's jungkook, can we talk? [9:10 am]
Maybe you are dressing yourself or driving, i will talk with you at work [9:30 am]
Why didn't you come to work? [11:00 am]
Please y/n, we need to talk [11:30 am]
Why aren't you answering me? [11:45 am]
I know what i did was wrong but please let me explain [1:03 pm]
Your silence is making nervous [2:33 pm]
Y/N please [2:47 pm]
Let's talk [3:00 pm]
I am getting worry about you [4:04 pm]
Please,... one last time [5:47 pm]

Why was he doing this to me? What did he want more? To hurt me and say that he hate me. No thank you. I was already in a bad shape, i didn't need more. Without noticing i felt my tears on my cheeks. Not again. I got up and went to the toilet. I washed my face and looked at the mirror. I was really a grap. Big bags under my eyes, puffy eyes, red nose, messy hair,..., i looked like a zombie, a really monster. But who cared, i cleaned my tears with my thumbs and breathed a few times. Come on!