That day was bright Wednesday morning.
When I walked up the small stairway of my school bus, I instantly spotted Namjoon who contentedly smiled with the little dimples that played at the corner of his mouth. He had been my closie amid past six years, I knew I could share anything and everything with him, but of course I had some privacy ...um more like insecurities.
I paced to the last seat, pulled my bag straps from my shoulder and softly seated beside him, before the bus started moving ahead. I didn't knew why but he always was oddly obsessed with the window seats.
"So, how was your day yesterday?" The hazel brown haired guy smirked. The fact that we knew each other from years, I knew what that smirk was meant for. Either Jin or Jimin.
"Ah, as if you didn't saw Jin with that girl." I rolled my eyes playfully. He laughed while fixing his black badge on left side of his chest, the badge of class president.
"I was talking about yesterday's night." he said with a grin that summoned the dimples below both the eyes.
I nearly choked on my spite "What? How do you know that?" almost forgetting the fact that he lived very close by.
"For your information lady, we live at walking distance and when I was crossing your street yesterday, I saw a lovely scene." He necessary emphasized on the word 'lovely' for which I couldn't help but blush as those precious memories flashed behind my eyelids. I felt the warmth of his body once again, his smiling face which gleamed the pale moon light, and his heart-melting cologne was all I could think of.
"Y/N till when will you hide your feelings for him? You really need to do something about that." His expression softened, and I aimlessly nodded. "You know what? I literally hate Sarah. I'm gonna punch right in her face if I get a chance, I'm telling you. I just don't get why Jimin even talks with her. Like dude, can't you see that bitch behind that mask she wears!?" He rambled the words all fast and outbursted the paroxysm of anger.
I giggled. "Joonie, Calm down, please." as I tapped his shoulder softly. Once in a while, I always felt actually, truly fortunate to had such considerate and thoughtful friends.
"And even Jimin. Keep an eye on that bitch too." He grit through his teeth.
"Sorry?" I knit my eyebrows in confusion.
"Ah... I thought I won't tell you this but whom was I kidding?" He glanced at the window before focusing back on me.
"I heard Jimin's conversation with Sehun. He said 'I take pleasure from both the sides' then gave a high five to Sehun and they both laughed hard. I literally wanted to kick him in his nuts but I controlled because that wasn't my job." He told about the scene he'd witnessed, annoyance laced in his tone.
There was a short break before he continued "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have heard but just unintentionally heard it."
My lips trembled as the only word I could frame was "What?" which came falling out. It took some time to process his sentences, the back haired girl slightly gasping. A sharp jab was perceived in my chest as I took in his words slowly. I turned away in an attempt to hide my shock from him, but my amber eyes glistened with the pain of Jimin's betrayal. Namjoon never lied to me so I knew I could trust his words, but Jimin? sadly this was unanticipated. It was the first time I heard such thing about him, though.
"How could he..." ....use me?
It was pretty clear about whom he was talking of. Me and Sarah. We are the only two closest 'girl' friends of him. Also, It had been a rumor going round the campus that we both liked him, but fortunately Jimin hadn't heard that shit yet.
"...use you." His voice full of anger and disbelief.
I inhaled sharply and said "Oh, who cares bruh? He must talking about someone else." Disregarding the searing pain that poked in my heart when I uttered those words, I casually smiled. I couldn't let Jimin effect me at any cost. I couldn't let anyone know how bad I wanted to cry that very moment.
"Whom are you lying t-"
"Look, we reached school. Let's go." The bus stopped right in front of the massive, elegant Seol High School, the best high school of Korea. I immediately walked out of the bus as soon as I could. I heard Joonie sighing as he followed me behind.
Was he really just using me from all this time? Jimin, didn't I mean anything more than just a pleasure to you?
The fluffy pink doll I had when I was little, had a little significance in my life and that too just because Hana gifted me. Not that I didn't like it, but because I was never a fan of playing with those things. Still, whenever I got bored, I picked her up. It was like my boredom escape. I even used it to get myself chocolates sometimes by hiding it, and crying for it then. Were my doll a person, she would have felt what I was feeling right now. The way Jimin used me was no less than a piece of shit. The way he had written 'use and throw' on my heart was clear now. The hurt which I was feeling every now and then was him engraving on my heart. I was used again and unfortunately now I would have to accept it anyway.
Y/N, stay away from him, just stay away.
It sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't, because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen.
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