My Brothers Bestfriend {Yoongi FF}

12

I've been in my room for the past several hours crying and throwing up when I read that letters. He sent the knife he used to cut Minsoo still had her blood on it.

"SunHee are you alright." There was a knock on my door. I closed my eyes and cleaned myself up.

"Namjoon I'm fine."

I opened the door and he frowned.

"If your fine why were you crying?"

"I wasn't I poked my eyes and they turned red." He rolled his eyes.

"Sure."

"Anyway dinners done come eat." I nodded and went out to the kitchen sitting down along with the others. They looked at me concerned... except Yoongi he didn't look at anyone just his food.

"Can y'all stop looking at me like that." I huffed and they all looked away.

"I heard you and Taehyung made a song." I nodded as Jin spoke.

"It was for class."

"I liked it it was fun to make and sing." Taehyung said with a big smile. I nodded.

We all talked for awhile.

"Oh can you not accept the flowers when they come anymore. I don't like them." I huffed.

"Why? I thought you liked black roses." I nodded.

"I do but I don't like the person that's sending them." Namjoon frowned and nodded.

We finished eating and everyone went into there rooms. I frowned and went into my room and closed the curtains. I sighed as I changed into pink pajamas with a black lace trim. I plopped onto my bed and stared at the lights in deep thought.

Tomorrow was my 18th birthday....

Tomorrow I'll be a legal adult.

I looked and my curtains there was a red dot flashing. I jumped and grabbed an extra blanket and placed over the window.

I jumped into the bed and hid under the covers. I soon fell asleep.

In the morning I didn't feel different. I got up and dressed into my clothes for the day.

I wore a orange cropped top with black fish net leggings and black ripped jeans with my black converse. (Or vans... whichever that is)

"SunHee we need to talk." Namjoon said as he knocked on the door. I unlocked the door and went into the kitchen where all of the members where sitting down.

I sat down and they looked everywhere but me. Taehyung looked nervous.

"SunHee..." Namjoon ran his hand through his hair.

"What..." I quietly spoke.

"We all... we all agree and decided that you need to move out." I felt my face lose color and my face lost all emotion.

"What..." my mind finally registered that I was getting kicked out. I scoffed and stood up going to into the room. I pulled out my suitcase and piled clothes into the suitcase. Along with the envelopes of pictures. I saw a new envelope. It was covered in red.

I opened it and felt like crying. The picture wasn't taken from outside it was taken from inside the apartment inside the room right next to me. I flipped the picture and it was of him... Bryson right next to me.

I covered my mouth as I sobbed. This man was stalking me, I was kicked out by my brother, I have no where to go...

I quickly stood up and finished packing me stuff. Accidentally dropping the new pictures on the floor. There was a knock on the door and it opened.

"SunHee... I didn't want you to leave..." Yoongi spoke quietly. I wiped my eyes and pushed past him. The boys all looked at me as I walked to the door.

"SunHee. Go here she's promised a bed room for you." I took the paper and pushed past Namjoon.

"I love you..." I scoffed.

"It really seems like it huh? Well that's just nice Namjoon I hope you're happy." I quickly went down the steps and walked down the street.

I looked at the paper. And headed to the apartment place. I knocked on the office door and a small petite women opened the door.

"Hello?"

"Um hello my brother told me you had a room for me."

"Oh you must be Namjoon's sister." I nodded.

"Come on I got the apartment all set up. It's not the fanciest but it's nice despite the low price. It's only $200 a month." I nodded and follows her to the room.

She opened the door and I followed her.

"It nice thank you." I bowed at the women and she left. I sat on the floor and started crying.

A man was after me and I was alone... my mother sent me to America and my brother kicked me out.

I ended up falling asleep on the cold floor.

When I woke up if was still dark. I looked at the clock in the wall. It was 3am I sighed as I got up. I looked around and started to put my clothes away in the dresser. The bed was just blankets piled up. I had a Tv in the living room but no couch or anything.

I turned the tv on and watched the shows for a few hours. Once it was around 6am I got up and took a shower... a long one. I let the water run onto my body as I cried. Once I finished my shower I got dressed.

I wore a black and white sweater with a white skirt and my black and white converse,

I closed the door and locked it as I headed out to start the day looking for jobs.