Part 12 (Y/n pov):

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"Y/n...Uhm. I have never shared actually how I felt truly with anyone so I am sorry if I sound crazy... I just hate myself. I hate my life. I feel so lost. Like I feel like I am a failure and I will never be enough and that I am all alone and yeah it's hard actually" he let out.

I got up and hugged him. He pulled me closer to him and rested his hand on mine and kind of stroked it while holding it.

"It is just nobody cares and the world is going on and everyone has their shit. I am trying to get a hold of my life but I fall worse each day" he added.

I pouted looking at him. "I care about you Yoongi. I. Care" I said booping his nose. "you are my friend now okay? My first and only friend at this college. So don't say I don't care. You are sometimes cold but it must just be your mind and all so I get it. I won't leave you tho" I poured at once. It might have been too much Y/n, ugh, why did you tell him like that it must be so weird I thought to myself. I mean I did care but what if he did not want me to.

"Thank you Y/n, for caring. Just a question: how do you hold up? I mean with school and internships and all everyone seems to manage. I bet your parents are really proud of you too..." he looked down again sadly. I pulled him closer and wrapped my arms around him for another hug.

"Yoongles, nobody actually knows what they are doing. We all are confused but we just try things out. Everyone is just faking it until they make it. Even the popular people or nerds nobody manages such a life so well they all have a negative point. It is not that only you see hard times they are not perfect either"

He looked at me "jinja (really)? They act well. Thanks, it makes me feel better. Thanks for spending time with me today. Sorry for bothering you" I shook my head and raised a finger pointing at him.

"You sir are NOT bothering me okay?". He smiled. I took my phone out to see my mother had called she wanted me home. "Hey, I gotta go home now Yoongles but let's keep texting and being better friends, kay?" I said. He nodded and I smiled and left and went home.

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