Love Is Not Enough | Chaelisa

Chapter 7

A/N: recommendation for the beginning of this chapter: Isak Danielson - Broken

After parking the car in the campus parking lot, I and Rosie parted ways. I went to my dorm and she went to hers. We simply said goodbye and she thanked me for the 'pleasantly spent night'. But staying true to her nature, of course, she complained about the running she had to do. Good thing I saved her favorite flavored juice or she would never spend time with me again. At least that's what she said.

Afterward, she walked off and disappeared in the darkness of the night or should I say morning. The whole walk to the dorm I couldn't help but think about the events that took place. From what Jungkook tried to do, to seeing Jennie with another girl, which was definitely the more shocking out of the two. And of course the most shocking of all, spending the night with Rosie. Who would've thought the night would take a turn like that. Enemies becoming frenemies. Even though I never considered Rosie to be an enemy of mine, and she didn't really either, but it was the best term I could use for the past us.

My thoughts again drifted to the girl and I couldn't help but smile at the reminiscence. It has soon faltered though when I saw no one other than Jungkook leaning against the door to my lodging with his back. I really didn't feel like seeing him at the moment with everything that has happened. I just needed time but as usual, he thought talking would be a better option. 

I sighed loudly and made my way to the door, knowing I had no other options. As I approached the brown-haired boy sitting on the floor his head perked up at the sound of my shoes, his look hopeful and as usual, full of regret. I was tired of it. Why be regretful if he was going to repeat the same actions every time. I get it, boys need it more than girls do, but this was something I hated about him, his drunken self. Just because he was horny and we were both in a building with a bed didn't mean we were going to fuck.

He knew I wanted it too, we've talked about it before but he also knew I wanted it to be at the right time, not wanting to force and rush it as if it was urgent. But in the end, I guess his view on the matter was different than he outed to be. He needed it more than he led on and that was okay, I just wish he told me instead of forcing himself on me whenever the alcohol entered his system.

So sweet, so innocent, caring and loving when sober, rough, forceful, careless and selfish when drunk. He said he would keep himself on a leash while I wished he'd stop drinking altogether. I hated it from the bottom of my heart. Seeing the one I loved turn into someone I didn't recognize. 

Jungkook wasn't always like that. It all changed when he came back from Korea about two months ago. I don't know what he did there that made him become this partying, drinking animal. Whenever I asked about what he'd done while he was in the East Asian country, he'd somehow dodge the question by talking about his parents. I knew he did more than help them out with the little café they owned. Something must have happened for him to become like this. I wish he would trust me enough to tell me.

"Hi," he greeted and stood up, steadying himself against the door, his legs sore from not moving them for god knows how long. 

I couldn't help but wonder why Jennie didn't let him in. Why was he sitting on the floor in the hallway, waiting for me, looking like a lost puppy. Maybe he was too ashamed to talk to Jennie after she witnessed his assault earlier. Or maybe he was scared of the brunette who surely wouldn't have a problem with giving him a piece of her mind. 

"Hi," I smiled a little and looked to the ground, not quite able to look him in the eye, not after it happened again anyway.

He took a step towards me and I unintentionally took a step backward. I saw the hopeful look in his eyes disappear the second I put more distance between us.