CRASH ➳ jhs ✓

twenty one.

"you sure you dont know anything?"

"yes, jimin. i have no clue why she's ignoring you," i repeated once again, hoping that this time, he actually listened to me.

his sigh echoed through my phone, "you mind telling her that i need to talk to her?"

"sure, i got you."

"thanks. see ya."

i hung up the phone, throwing my phone on the bed beside me. jimin's frantic calls woke me up from my two hour nap. according to jimin, you haven't been answering any of his calls or texts. it was starting to worry him, because as much as you wanted to push him away, it wasn't like you to blatantly ignore him like that. to make it even better, you were watching a movie in your bedroom the entire time.

i sat up from my bed, stretching my arms out before allowing a yawn to escape my lips. i trudged out of my room towards yours. i knocked on the door before slowly pushing it open. my eyes traveled along the room until they landed on you, whose blank gaze stared right back at me. you sat criss-crossed on your bed, blanket thrown over your small figure as a netflix movie blasted from your television.

"jimin called me."

"okay?" you questioned, unsure of how to respond.

"he said he's been trying to get to you and you're ignoring him. he wanted me to tell you if i saw you," i explained.

"i know."

i furrowed my eyebrows, "so why don't you respond to him?"

"i just don't feel like it."

"but you're not doing anything."

"so?"

"i literally see your phone right fucking there!" i cried out, pointing at her phone that sat on her counter top.

you grew agitated, "i just don't feel like talking to him right now, okay?"

"why not?" i questioned.

you scoffed, "like you'd care why."

"what the fuck is up with you lately? who put your panties in a twist?"

"if you're just gonna insult me then get the hell out," you spat, angered at my insult.

"geez, i'm just trying to help," i walked out of your room, shutting the door behind me. i went back to my own room, annoyed at your behavior.

our bickering only grew worse in these past months. it seemed that your pent-up anger towards me was slowly seeping through with every passing moment. it started off with a simple smart remark, which slowly escalated into a battle. our relationship was starting to crumble and neither of us had any motivation to try to fix it. it's not your fault though, you have every right to be angry with me. i neglected you for two years and refused to even try to help you through all that you've had to deal with.

if i were you, i'd be angry with myself too.