•Bermuda Triangle• Yoonminkook

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Yoongi's POV

"What?" Jungkook stuttered.

"I cared too much? That's why you broke up with me? Because I cared about you?" I was furious. All these days I had been walking around the city believing that my anger would die down but the more I kept thinking about it the more angry I became.

"Yoongi" Jungkook whispered.

"Shut up!" I shouted. "Shut your mouth!" I repeated. "This time you listen! So you were fed up with me treating you like your mother. Of course! Everyone would be bored if their boyfriend asked them about their day, made sure they ate and respected them! You accuse me that I didn't treat you like an adult! First of all, you weren't an adult for the first three years that we were together! Secondly, in order for you to live in Seoul I became your damn legal guardian! I was a substitute parent, I was responsible for you damn it!" As I was talking I was slowly walking towards him. Jungkook had cornered himself on the wall and looked at me not knowing what to do. "I had to make sure that you kept your scholarship-"

"I did!" protested Jungkook.

"Hell yeah you did!" I hissed. We remained silent for a moment. "You know what angers me more Jungkook?"

"Don't come near me!" He cried and I threw my head back laughing.

"Why? You're scared that I'm going to hurt you? Wasn't that what you wanted from me? I thought you didn't like the way I cared about you. What did you want Jungkook? An abusive asshole, that didn't give a shit about how you did in school, only wanted you for the-"

"Stop it!!"

"I didn't know you had such kinks Kookie!" I continued and it hurt me hearing myself saying something like that.

"SHUT UP!" He screamed.

"Listen here!" I said and I was now in front of him. Our bodies were almost touching. "You have no idea what I'm capable of right now! But you didn't answer me, you know what angers me more?" Jungkook didn't say anything. "Answer me!"

"No I have no fucking idea!" He spat.

I laughed again. "You couldn't see me sinking into my damn depression?" He gulped.

"I didn't-"

"Yes you did..." I muttered and took a step back. Jungkook rushed to move away but I grabbed him from his hand and threw him on the sofa. I climbed over him restraining him with my legs. In his eyes I could read his despair. "I'm sorry mister Jeon that I didn't ask for your permission to be depressed. But tell me how does this work? Someone so selfless who cares about you too much, can also be such a egoistic bastard that dares to be depressed? Is he bipolar?"

"I-"

"You you you! It's all about you Jungkook!"

"You're drunk!" He hissed and my eyes opened widely.

"No Kookie! I'm more sober than ever" I said with a gravelly voice. "I was depressed and I started drinking because after I couldn't find a job and I thought that all these years I had spent studying were for nothing, I lost the only life vest I had; my relationship with you. The only thing that held me up back then, and the only reason why I tried to wake up everyday was you idiot! But you blew it up and let me drown. That's why I started drinking! That's why I was throwing up every time you left the house that's why I lost 15 pounds!"

I hated him and my eyes were flooded with tears of anger.

"And you know something... when you told me to break up I wanted to straight up jump out of the window! But what did my idiotic self did? I accepted your damn opinion! oh my, what a crime!" I hissed sarcastically. My tears were falling from my eyes on to Jungkook's face and shirt. "I thought you were bored of me, so I respected your decision to break up with me. But that made you angry? It disappointed you that I didn't force you to stay with me? That I didn't make a scene?" I yelled and hit him on his chest with my open palms. Then I wiped away my tears and kept glaring at him. "I let you degrade everyday with your sinister comments about my appearance and how I 'wouldn't get over it' I didn't say a damn thing. I kept living in the same apartment with you because I knew your parents wouldn't give you the money you needed to rent this place alone, and because your spoiled ass wasn't willing to get a job. I never asked anything about you the only thing I ever wanted was your help when I needed help to stand on my feet, but you didn't even give me that!"

"I'm sorry!" He cried.

"You're not!" I yelled. "You're a fucking bastard!" I spat and got off of him. I grabbed my bag and opened the door. Before I closed behind me I turned to look at him one more time. "Also, I didn't know about you and Jimin, thanks for telling me. So before I forget it, Fuck You!" I hissed and banged the door behind me.

As I was walking downstairs I heard Jimin's door opening.

"Hyung! What happened?" he yelled leaning over the railing of the stairs.

-oh seriously now?

I laughed and walked up a few steps until I could see him clearly.

"You..." I said and I couldn't help but laugh sarcastically. "can straight up go to hell!" I said my smile disappearing. I practically ran out of that building leaving both of them behind.