얼마나 나빠질 지 모르실 겁니다.
You have no idea how bad it gets
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Anxiously shaking her leg, Indya looks out the window, concern swarming in her eyes, many thoughts going on in her mind while trapped inside the car, just minutes away from his house. After Jimin spilt the news of what was going on with Yoongi, Indya couldn't help the cold shiver down her spine of Yoongi possibly going little bit overboard, keeping himself in his fantasy longer than expesmil
Seeing the wariness in her eyes, Jimin volunteered to take her to him, her agreeing immediately, her telling Jungkook that she would be right back, him letting her. Now sitting in the car, Jimin couldn't help but sneak glances here and there, noticing her frantic shaking along with the blankness in her eyes, her focus zoning in and out. Just looking at her made Jimin realize that he wasn't the only that cared for his friend's health, the heartbroken girl that only known him for a small amount of time actually worried about him.
Pulling up to the driveway, Indya didn't even wait for Jimin to turn off the car, already climbing out the car and running towards the house, seeing the door cracked open, her barging in to see a girl kneeling on the floor, dried tears stained on her cheeks while running her hands through her hair, her being oblivious to Indya's presence. Glancing over at her, she looked around the house, noticing the empty beer bottles on the kitchen along with the mumble rap softly playing through the house. Running up behind her, Jimin looks at Indya before looking down at Angelina, her broken presence bringing confusion and worry on his face.
"Angelina?" Looking up, she looks through her puffy red eyes, his brown orbs staring back at her with guilt, him knowing exactly what had happened, her body language giving it away immediately.
"Jimin." She whispers, her glancing over her shoulder to see Indya, her eyes following Indya movements, Indya running towards Yoongi's door where she pounded the wood with her fist, hoping that Yoongi will respond.
"What happened?"
"What do you think. We fought again. I though this time he would finally give me a chance but it seems like I came at the wrong time, blowing everything out of proportion." Angelina says, wiping the dry tears off her cheeks.
"Yoongi!" Pounding the door some more, Indya looks at the doorknob, an idea popping in her head. Lifting her foot, she slams it against the knob, it falling off, her pushing the door to be greeted by darkness, the mumble rap now blaring throughout the house, catching Jimin and Angelina's attention.
Grabbing her by the arm, Jimin lifts her up from the ground, wrapping his arm around her waist while she wraps her arm around his shoulder, her looking over to see the short haired girl disappear into the dark room, her eyebrows furrowing with confusion. Leading her towards the door, Jimin slowly brings him towards her car, carefully placing her in the passenger seat before closing the door.
"Who's that girl?" Angelina asked, Jimin looking back at her.
"A friend of his."
"A friend?"
"Yeah." Looking back towards the house, Angelina couldn't help the sharp pain in her heart, the thought of another girl caring about him scaring her. The thought of being replaced not settling well in her stomach.
Frantically roaming her hand around the wall, Indya turns on the light switch, it bringing no source of light, just sending power towards the fan that slowly circled around the light bulb. She looks around the room, noticing the lamp on the nightstand, rushing over to turn it on, the faded light shining lightly around the room.
Walking around the bed, Indya comes in view with Yoongi's body laying flat on the floor, his eyes drooped to the brim, a bottle of liquor standing straight up in his hand while a blunt was scrunched up like a pulp on the carpet. Kneeling down to him, Indya places his head in her lap, slightly slapping his face while whispering his name.
"Yoongi wake up."
"Yoongi please get up." Slapping his face a little bit harder, Indya looks down at him to see no reaction, her heartbeat increasing, anxiety slowly creeping up on her while she tries to keep her cool, focusing more on her friend than herself.
"Yoongi....you....gotta....get...up............" Her voice fading away in Yoongi's ears, him falling deeper into his fantasy land, it taking him more to the past than to the imaginary world that he designed.
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20 years ago...
Kneeling down infront of her son, she couldn't help but smile, tears clouding her eyes while she adjusts his tie, him looking at his mom with sadness in his eyes.
"Mommy...are you okay?"
"Yes sweetie."
"Then why are you crying?"
"I'm just so happy that my little boy is growing up and going into kindergarten." Caressing his cheek, she smiled, him smiling brightly at her, his gummy smile bringing pure happiness in her eyes.
"Now mommy wants you to be a good boy okay. Don't cause any trouble, listen to your teachers and make lots of friends okay." Little Yoongi nodded his head, his mother fixing his clothes real quick before standing up.
"Mrs. Min, it's time to say your goodbyes." Nodding her head, she bends down towards Yoongi, placing a soft kiss on his forehead, whispering her love towards him in his ear, him repeating it back before giving her a big kiss on her cheek, her smiling at her precious son.
"Have fun Yoongi" Grabbing the teachers hand, he turns around, waving at his mother while they walk down the hall, the distance between his mother and him increasing further and further away. Entering into the room, Yoongi was greeted with children his age, running around the classroom with adrenaline coursing through their veins. Watching the kids in amusement, he places his bag in his cubby before walking further in the classroom, his journey coming to a stop when a brown skin girl walked up in front of him.
"Wanna be friends?" The little girl asked, catching Yoongi off guard. Nodding his head, the little girl stuck out her hand, her smiling brightening.
"Angelina Kim."
"Min Yoongi." Grasping her hand, Angelina pulled him into a hug, her hugging him tightly.
"We're gonna be the bestest friends ever." She says cheerful, Yoongi slightly smiling at the fact that he made his first friend.
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7 years later...
Swinging the pass around in the air, Angelina happily hums to herself, her headphones in her ear while she heads back to the classroom from her quick trip to the bathroom. Turning the corner, she was about to walk into her classroom until she saw a small group of boys, shouting inappropriate names towards a small boy pushed up against the wall. Furrowing her eyebrows, she walks closer to the group only to notice that the small boy pushed against the wall was her dear friend Yoongi, a bruise slowly forming on his cheek and eye.
"Hey get away from him." Angelina shout, rushing over to the group of boys that turned around to see the short brown girl, glaring at them.
"Back off freshie."
"I said get away from him." Angelina grabs the guy's arm only for him to push her, causing her to fall on the floor.
"Why don't you go back to where you came from slave." The boy say, the rest of the guys laughing along with him. Yoongi looked over at Angelina, seeing the tears in her eyes along with the anger, making his blood boil. Balling up his fist in frustration, Yoongi glared at the older boy, kneeing him between his legs, the boy falling down on his knees in pain, Yoongi taking his chance to punch him right in the face.
Seeing their leader take the hit, the boys look over at the little pale boy in shock, the anger in his eyes scaring the living shit out of them. Slowly backing away from the boy, they run off down the hall, leaving their leader on the floor in pain while Yoongi rushes over to Angelina, pulling her up from the floor with concern in his eyes.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah are you?" Yoongi nods his head, Angelina smiling at him before bringing him into a hug, him accepting it.
"Thanks for standing up for me." Yoongi said, Angelina pulling back, showing her pearly smile.
"Best friends forever?" Angelina said, holding out her pinky.
"Best friends forever." Yoongi grabbed her hand, showing off his gummy smile that Angelina slowly fell in love with.
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6 years later.....
Walking down the steps, Yoongi couldn't bare to take anymore of the sadden eyes and sorrow messages sent his way after the service, everyone giving him hugs and prayers for safe life in the future and deep love towards his mother. All he could do was just faintly smile at them, nodding his head, taking in their respect while trying to take in the fact that his mother was actually dead. Just a few days ago he saw her running up to him with a huge smile on her face, tears in her eyes while hugging him for dear life, proud that her son finally did it. He just didn't understand how someone that he loved so much could be taken away from his life that fast.
Heading towards his car, he open his door to enter in but the call of his name stopped him, him turning around to see Angelina running towards him, her curls flowing behind her, the sun shining on her like the angel she is. Walking up to him, she faintly smiled at him before bringing him into a hug, him just standing there while she buried her face into his neck, her mumbled her sorrow for him, him finally wrapping his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him.
Rubbing his back, Angelina felt the cold tears soaking onto her skin, her heart breaking at her best friend breaking right in front of her, guilt and sorrow eating her alive.
"Everything's gonna be okay. As long as we have each other....everything will be okay." She whispers in his ear, him taking that to the heart, him whispering i love you in her ear. Just hearing those three words hurt her heart, her knowing that he only loved her as a friend along with the guilt churning in her stomach. Her friend being oblivious that he's hugging his mother's murderer.
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3 years later....
"Yoongi I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Angelina cried, Yoongi's back facing her while he takes in the news, the thought of the one person he truly cared for keeping such a secret from him, especially a secret so big that it's no longer a secret to him but a crime, his best friend that he treated like family being the reason behind his mother's death.
"Yoongi please say something...anything." Angelina begged, her looking at her friend with guilt, her just wanting to hear anything come out of his mouth to let her know that he somewhat forgives her.
"Get out."
"What?"
"I said GET OUT!" Yoongi shout, his eyes filled with fury while Angelina looked at him with shock, her heart breaking.
"Yoo-"
"Don't say my name. Just get out."
"But-"
"Just go!" Wiping her tears, Angelina rushes out the house, slamming the door behind her, leaving Yoongi all alone once again with his thoughts in his head, drowning him to his breaking point. Taking a seat, he looks over at the picture frame hung up on his wall, the picture of him and his mother at his graduation, his mother's smile brighten in the picture, the thought of her bringing Yoongi to tears, his walls finally crumbling down. But he wasn't the only one at their breaking point, Angelina trapped in her car with tears running down her face while her heart completely crumbles, her world coming to an end. Both of the teens life changing forever along with their friendship that will never be the same.
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"Yoongi....Yoongi....Yoongi..Yoongi!" Hearing his name, he slowly opens his eyes to see Indya with her eyes closed, a tear rolling down her face. Bringing his hand up to her face, he wipes the tear away, her looking down at him in shock.
"Yoongi?"
"You must really like my name don't you?" Breaking out into a smile, Indya punches his shoulder, him smiling back, breaking out into his gummy smile.
"You almost gave me a heart attack. I thought you were really dead." Indya says, Yoongi slowly gets up from Indya's lap, him rubbing his head from the oncoming headache.
"I wish I was." Yoongi says, Indya rolling her eyes at him.
"I never got to say sorry for distancing myself away from you and the boys. I just needed to figure some shit out." Yoongi nods his head, Indya faintly smiling at him.
"Next time you need to get away, I'm always here for you."
"I'll keep that in mind." Indya smiled, her resting her head against his shoulder while he looks down at her, her presence bringing him some sort happiness along with hope. Wrapping his arm around her shoulder, the two sat down in the faintly lit room, taking in the peaceful atmosphere surrounding them, their fucked up ways slowly fading away, their presence with each other becoming their get away from the world.
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a/n: what's in italics is Yoongi's past along with the history of his friendship with Angelina