Betrayed

The photos

What are these pictures? Who would send these to me? And why?

With the shock evident on my face, I skimmed through the photos, my heart breaking a little more every time I saw a new one.

Jeon Jungkook. The guy who finally broke down all the walls I had built around her heart. I trusted him, more than anyone else. And now I held in my hands cleverly captured pictures. Of him, with one of the trainees at Bighit.

Whenever I visited the boys at the practice room, this trainee, Min-Ah, would make it a point to flirt with Jungkook or try something obscene with him. Since I didn't want to come off as clingy or jealous, I didn't say anything, and just acted like it didn't affect me at all. I also knew that Jungkook hates obsessive people..
Well look where ignoring that got me.

Min-Ah was a young girl, only two years younger than me. She was currently a trainee at BigHit and was quite good at mostly everything, not to mention she was the face of the group.

Of course they would be together. Who would want someone like me over her? Inner beauty? Pure bs.
I always had a fear of this happening.. looks like I wasn't just being paranoid.

Jungkook came home, and I heard the tell-tale beep of the door opening. Quickly I wiped off tears that I didn't know were flowing down my face and went to our room, taking out my suitcase and packing all my stuff, making sure I only take the clothes I bought with my own money, leaving behind the ones he had bought me just because he liked dressing me up.

"What are you doing baby?" he asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Oh, this? Nothing much, I'm just moving out" I said in a shaky but determined voice, not even turning back to look at him.

He walked towards me and pulled me by the wrist, forcing me to face him.

"What the fuck Y/n?" he asked in an irritated voice, searching my face for any indication about why I suddenly wanted to move out.

"I wasn't going to bring it up, but since you so politely asked me what the fuck I'm doing, I'll tell you. Someone did me the courtesy of sending me photos of you. With Min-Ah. Photos of the both of you fucking, kissing, laughing, eating, basically anything under the Sun. If you really wanted her why didn't you just break up with me? You may be many things, but I didn't expect being a two-timer was one of them." I said, looking at him calmly while slowly, realisation dawned on him.

"Photos?" he asked in a tight voice, gulping.

I threw the envelope with the photos on the bed, and went back to packing, paying him no more attention. His face slowly became pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he sifted through the photos.

"Baby, I promise, I can explain" he said in a soft voice, looking at me with sorrow in his eyes.
Sorrow? Interesting to know he still has a conscience. Anyway Min-Ah should probably be careful. Once a cheater, always a cheater. Or wait.. maybe she's special and he finally found his soulmate or whatever that is. I don't like her, but if he wants to be with her then I don't want to get in their way. To think I trusted this guy with my life. I must've been out of my fucking mind.

"I don't need an explanation. Or to be more specific, I am not obligated to recieve an explanation." I said, zipping up my suitcases and placing them with difficulty on the floor, because damn they were heavy.

He was still in the same spot he was in when he saw the photos, just looking at me, silently begging me not to leave.

Why would I not leave? Or better question. Why would I stay? Does he think I'm fucking stupid or something? We don't endorse cheaters here. If you really wanna bang someone else, then just break up with your current partner. It's not even asking much. No one deserves a cheating partner, and the same goes for me. Leaving like this will probably be one of the most painful memories but I'm not staying here knowing he's in love with another.

I walked out, and by the time I reached the elevator, my phone started ringing, and guess who it was. Jeon Jungkook.

Hah, who would've guessed. I'll just let that ring there because I don't have time for his lousy attempt to explain why he cheated. Anyway, where do I go now? It's 11 pm.. and none of my close friends live nearby, if they did I could've just crashed at their place.

After I successfully ignored his call, my phone screen lit up again but this time it was a weird photo of Taehyung.

That photo never fails to crack me up.

"Hey gorgeous, can I crash at your place tonight?" I asked hopefully.

"Y/n, Jungkook called and he-"

"Well then looks like the answer to the above question was no. Thanks bye."

I hung up, sighing because I should probably go to a hotel now. The elevator reached the ground floor, and I got out, standing in the lobby, wondering where I could go at this hour.

I could crash at Yoongi's or Jin's place, but then they would ask me what happened. No.. Yoongi would be sleeping. So he's definitely not going to ask me anything until the morning. And if he does.. I can just tell him we got into a fight. Or better idea I'll get out of the house before he wakes up. Yes, perfect.

Right then my phone started ringing again. Taehyungie.

Yes I saved his number as Taehyungie, no judging. It was the only name that fit the weird ass photo of him on my screen right now.

"You can crash at mine." he said in his deep, oh so soothing voice.

What? You don't find his voice soothing? If he ever decided to sing baby songs he would be the richest singer on the planet because damn, that voice can put even me to sleep and I'm a grown ass adult.

"Wait, really? Jungkook didn't tell you what happened?"

"He didn't go into the details, but I know he messed up."

"Then why would you invite me to your house? I'm just your best friend's ex right now? Oh wait.. are you planning to kill me in my sleep because you're scared I'll somehow want revenge? Don't worry I don't really have the time to think about revenge now. I'll have to go apartment hunting tomorrow-"

"You're ranting again. Stop."

"Oops?"

"Y/n, he may be my best friend, but you're one of my best friends too. So shut it and get here soon. Or just stay there. I'll come pick you up."

"Oh no, I'm an independent woman, thank you very much. See you in a few byebye"

I hung up, secretly relieved that I could crash at his place.

I really hope he hasn't told Jimin anything about this yet.. but knowing Mr. Kim Taehyung for almost a year now, he definitely sent an in-depth analysis to Jimin. Those two are worse than gossiping old ladies. The last thing I need now is pity.