to be or not to be

NINETEEN

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"how about thailand?" i asked jimin. we were discussing about my getaway trip with namjoon. we wanted to get out of the states and only enjoy each other.

"yeah thailand is a pretty good choice, they're really nice when it comes to foreigners." he told me.

i kept scrolling on instagram through different countries and i was really intrigued by thailand and japan. i want this trip to be a time where we can just unwind and start over.

"the prices are going to give me a heart attack." jimin said while holding his chest.

"yeah traveling is a lot of money and those tickets ain't cheap. but we saved enough to go to one or the other."

as we continued talking, the door bell rang. "you think that could be dean?" jimin asked me.

"it can't be, he's at work right now."

jimin was the type to open the door without asking who is it. he really didn't care about his life. as he opened the door, he quickly slammed it back.

"damn why the hell did you do that? who is it?"

he mouthed "aimee" and i got up from my couch. i moved him aside and opened the door.

there she was, standing in front of my door, on my property. "bitch you got two seconds to say whatever it is you got to say before i drag you across my yard."

"please...may i come inside? you probably would want to hear this."

jimin stepped aside and so did i. she stood in front of the two of us and broke down.

"girl stop all that boohoo crying. tell us the bullshit you got under that sleeve." jimin waved her off.

aimee looked at me unapologetically. "aaliyah... for starters, i just want to say sorry for everything. i never meant to hurt you and i never meant to take joon away."

i rolled my eyes because we all knew that she was lying.

"joon and i did some things that we can never take back but that's life and we grow and learn from our mistakes."

"but besides all that i came to also tell you something important. namjoon and i met up two months ago to discuss about my actions and one thing lead to another and we had sex."

jimin's mouth popped and i ran up to aimee, ready to beat the shit out of her.

"aaliyah stop! chill... i don't think she's done."

i looked at this bitch with so much hatred and i was ready for her to say something else.

"after we had sex i didn't think anything would happen but turns out i'm pregnant."

"what?!" jimin screamed. i fell onto my knees and a sob left my lips. how could he? after everything we went through, all that therapy shit, just for him to knock somebody up.

"does he know?" jimin inquired.

aimee nodded and she sighed. i got up and tried to pounce on her ass but jimin stopped me again. "i think you need to leave."

aimee quickly ran out the house and i cried on jimin. i knew shit was too good to be true. i just knew it.

"don't cry aaliyah, it's going to be fine."

"how? how is it going to be fine when my husband had sex with aimee?"

the situation was bad once she said they had sex but once the baby got involved everything became worse.

***
i started packing my shit and jimin was helping me. i got some of my things in my suitcase but i had to come back for the rest of my belongings.

"i can't believe namjoon did this. do you think he did it because of lust?"

i abruptly stopped, dropping my clothes on the ground. "who knows? who fucking knows?"

as i got most of my clothes out of the dresser, jimin peeked through the window.

"he's here."

i ran downstairs and grabbed my vase that sat by the front door. i waited for him to walk in and i threw it.

"what the fuck?!"

he landed on his foot and shattered. "fuck you! fuck you namjoon! i hate you!"

jimin pulled me back and threw his shoe at namjoon. "why the fuck are you guys attacking me?!"

"WHEN THE FUCK WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME THAT YOU GOT AIMEE PREGNANT?!"

his face got small and his eyes popped out of his head. "h-how did you find out?"

"she fucking came here namjoon, she came here and told me everything. why would you do this to me? you like to see me cry?"

he took a step forward and gulped loudly. "baby she drugged me, s-she spiked my drink."

"where's the test? let me see the drug test?" i placed my hand out and tapped my foot.

he tapped his pocket and began crying. "i don't have it."

i pushed him and hit his chest four times. "i'm fucking done namjoon. this was the last straw for me."

he grabbed my waist and hugged me. "baby don't leave me, please don't leave me. i'm sorry."

i removed my wedding ring again for the last time and i threw it. "i'm done."

A/N: yall im sorry if this was boring💀 but the end bitches