Accidentally Assisting

Chapter 8 - Someone's about to be fired

"Y-yes. He said he had been trying all night to reach you because of something work-related and that he was growing worried since you weren't answering, so he looked up your emergency contact, which is me. And he also mentioned a weird phone call with your mom, which made him suspicious...?", Eun  explains.

Shit. Of course, he wasn't sleeping. I should have known. I should have been more careful. What the hell was I thinking? How could I be so stupid?

I was going to come clean this weekend, but now, everything is ruined. I can't even imagine who's going to angrier at me, Jungkook or my parents. And of whose reaction I'm more scared of.

Hesitantly, I stare at the doorbell of the apartment that I once used to call my home and that I haven't been to in months. At first, I want to ring, but then I decide against it. This is still my home, after all. I grab my keys from my bag – I've kept them there every day and would sometimes play with them when I had too much anxiety at work- and open the door, my heart beating very fast.

I enter my living room and immediately have three pairs of eyes laid on me. My mom's, my dad's, and Jungkook's. Suddenly, that fleeting feeling of courage I had earlier while opening the door has disappeared completely. Instead, I have to resist the urge to throw up.

"Well, look who we have here," Jungkook says quietly, sounding extremely satisfied. God, he must be so happy he could throw me under the bus like this. Yes, I lied to him for weeks, but at least he just got his sweet revenge by telling my parents about me.

Oh, how I loathe him right now.

"Rose!" My mom immediately stands up from the couch as she sees me, and just seeing her blonde bob-cut and her shining blue eyes almost makes me want to cry and to hug her at the same time. How I've missed my mother, words could never even begin to express.

However, I don't think the feeling is mutual as I see mom glaring at me.

"Where were you?"

I'm not sure if she's referring to the last few months or to tonight, but either way, I play dumb. "Out," I simply respond, letting my gaze glide over the three of them. My mom, standing, my dad, and Jungkook, still sitting on the couch. They were probably having a conversation about me before I came. I wonder how much Jungkook has found about me, or how much he has told them

Our eyes meet, and he raises one eyebrow. Let's see how you deal with this, Rose.

"What is going on here?" I ask slowly.

"Oh, nothing special." My dad says. The sarcastic one in our family. "We just met your boss, who, until one hour ago, we didn't even know existed since we were convinced you were on vacation in Australia."

I gulp. His tone has never been this dry. My dad is really, really mad, that's for sure.

"Very nice young man, by the way. Shame we didn't meet him for the first in a more pleasant way.", My mom adds. Of course she likes him. I should have seen this coming. Everybody freaking likes Jungkook. He just finds his way into everybody's heart.

Unsure what my next move is, I clear my throat. "Mom, Dad, I can explain."

Jungkook suddenly stands up and nonchalantly walks towards me, looking down on me in a condescending way. "Good luck with that. Sounds like you have a lot to talk about, and it's very late. I better get going."

"No," I respond right away, and I myself, I'm surprised at the firmness of my tone. "I need to talk to you first."

Since Jungkook is now probably convinced that I'm a sick liar and is going to fire me, I have nothing more to lose in having an honest conversation with him, right?