Jimina: Anxiety. 2

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Jimin PoV.

It's been 2 months since the incident happened. I haven't heard anything from her for those past months. It's funny how I have no contact of her but shes still the only thing I think about.

I'm supposed to be move one.

I sigh as I step in the shower, turning on the shower and letting the warm droplets of water make contact with my skin. The warm water fogging up my mirror and the see-through glass, resembling my mind as thoughts fog my brain. Losing concentration as my mind wanders off into the part of my brain I locked away.

I still love her, truly. I dont know why, I dont know how. I thought that 2 months would be enough to take my mind of her and move one but it's so hard, especially when out of nowhere, she pops into my mind. It scares me, how much she has control over me, but I'm not complaining. It brings me comfort because in a way, it brings me back down to earth. We've been very successful these days, especially after the love yourself album and sometimes, I get carried away.

I turn off the water before putting the towel around my waist, stepping out of the shower and grabbing another towel to put on my shoulders. I go to the closet, picking out my comfortable clothes before laying down on my bed, turning on my lamp before finally getting ready to sleep.

"Let's just sleep, Jimin. We have a whole day full of schedules tomorrow and lots of sleep is needed. Goodnight, Chim." I say to myself. Finally closing my eyes and letting sleep take over me.

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I woke up to my alarm, making me groan as I stretch my body, my feet not reaching the edge of the bed. I reach for my phone, sliding my hands against the screen to stop the alarm. It stops for a while, but it rings again, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

I sit up from my bed, grabbing my phone and looking at the screen.

"Nayeon?" I face scrunched in confusion.

"Why is she calling me so late at night? I swear if it's another one of her cravings." I rolled my eyes at the thought, sliding the green button amd putting it against my ear.

"Nayeo-"

"JIMIN!! Look I have no time to explain but come to our dorm right now, we need your help." Her panicked voice making me worry.

I raise my eyebrows, "What do you mean?" I ask her, not being able to catch up due to lack of sleep.

"Its about Mina, shes having a panic attack and she keeps on calling your name. She wont let us come near her and if we do, she'll just thrash and scream and it'll only worsen her panic attack. Just please, come here Jimin." She says, her voice cracking and her sobs can be heard clearly.

I straighten myself, I rush out of bed and grab my stuff that I need, I run down to grab the keys from the bowl before leaving, still in my pajamas and fluffy slippers, my bed hair standing, and tripping on my own feet. Locking the door and running down the hallway to the parking lot with the cars.

"Nayeon, give the phone to Mina." I tell her, the call is ongoing.

"Okay. Mina? Sweetie."

"Unnie, no! Stay away from me!! I'll just hurt you, you cant stay here! I'll hurt you like I did to Jimin." I hear her from the other side of the phone, my heart breaking in pieces as I listen to her broken sobs and unsteady breathing.

"Mina, honey. Listen to me, Jimin is on the call right now, okay? I need you to listen to him, I'll give the phone to you now." Nayeon says, her voice calm amd soft talking to Mina, as if she was a fragile doll that could break if you spoke to loudly.

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