Chapter - 7

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1 week later

It has been one week since Jimin and y/n properly talked.
Latey, y/n has been ignoring Jimin non-stop, not even hiding the fact that she is ignoring him.

As if she wants him to know about it.

Jimin tried alot to talk to her but she would just disappear or walk away when he is about to say something.

He doesnt even know what the problem is and thats what making him super irritated.

He made up his mind to talk to her today no matter what.

* lunch *

Y/n left as soon as bell rang. Jimin didnt even packed his bags and followed y/n after she left.

"Y/n..? Y/n stop"

He shouted behind her but she kept moving.

He grabbed her hand and made there way to the roof top to have some privacy. She looked at him coldly and said.

"What... cant you understand a simple word 'stop'? I told you already a tons of times that i have nothing to do with you."

Jimin was hurt a little by her sudden cold statement.

"Y/n why are you doing this to me? Is it because i said i might like you? You can forget about it--"

"Stop it Jimin... you should've known it by now that i dont give a damn about your feelings towards me. I dont care about it nor do i care about you so stop it already. Its better if you forget about it now. Its better if you forget about my whole existence because i clearly dont care."

Now Jimin was hurt more then anything. He felt like he has been stabbed thousand times. Each word felt pain giving.

"Why? Why do i have to forget about your existence? Why do i have to forget about my feelings? Why are you lying y/n when you know you do care about me alot. When will you stop lying to yourself about everything. I dont even know why you are so angry at and why are you ignoring me still im saying sorry everyday so that you'll talk to me again.  I want to leave you on your own but somehow everytime i see myself standing in front of you. You're hurting me do you even know that. I dont know... i dont know anymore what to do. I feel so pathetic just because of you. I wont forget my feeling because its real.... not because i feel sorry for you, you have to forget your past or whatever was wrong in your life and move on... accept new things... people are giving you love but you're not accepting it and treating it like trash."

By now his eyes were filled with tears but y/n stayed as a rock... emotionless.

He didnt even glanced at her and left with his true yet somehow hurtful words.

Y/n looked particularly nowhere... emotionless as if she is a dead body.

"True... i treat love like a trash... i treated you like a trash. True... i cant move on... its haunting me every second. Its questioning my every breath... but i cant help it.. i cant stop it, its still shouting go and die. Im messed up Jimin, i cant give you the happiness you deserve."

She said to herself. Her tears finally came out showing that she is not a dead body. She flopped down on the cold floor and cried her soul out.

She kept repeating words like 'im sorry' and 'i hate myself '.

***

Next day in the morning 4 am

"Jimin wake up!!"

Jimin's mother shouted at him.

"What now mom its weekend, let me sleep a little more."

He said in his sleepy voice eyes still closed.

"Yeah i know but get up i need something from the store."

.... he didnt said anything.

"Yah jimin dont you hear my get up now."

Her mom shouted louder.

***

He went out of his house wearing a fat jacket abd a scarf since it was more colder then usual today.

"Maybe its time for snowfall."

He said to himself completing his thoughts.

"Who the hell wakes up at 4 am and sends there childern to market. Ofcourse my mom who else... but better question is, which market opens at 4 am... ofcourse the store near our house, which else."

He said to himself slightly irritated because of his inconplete sleep.

He went to the store and purchased the stuff he needed and placed it inside his pocket with his hands and moved out. He chose other way to go house just... without reason.

He was walking but he saw someone sitting on the bench under the street lamp. Her head low.

He felt as if he knew this person so he went closer to them and his prediction was right.

"Y/n...?"

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