Author's Note
First off, do you like my banner/picture above?☝🏻
I made it myself, I decided I wanted to add one with the theme of this particular chapter...as you can tell it's gonna be sad.👀
I wanted to take a rather sad/angst approach to this book, just a little.😅 I kinda wanted to make some of you's cry, because I'm evil.😈 Just kidding, I just like being able to make others feel raw, real emotions and obviously this is a romance book so we gotta throw in some sad moments.😂😂
Honestly, I'm not a great writer (far from it.) but I want to try and see if I can make something sad, I want this to be as realistic as possible.🙊🙈
But I do apologise if this chapter sucks.😬🙃
Please make sure to read and comment on the author's note at the end of this chapter please, (preferably about the whole title thing for the sequel.) Thank you.❤️❤️
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Yoongi's POV
"Trust me dude, this shit is lit as fuck!" The random guy claims, shoving the small tablet into my grasp.
I was somewhat wasted but not enough to not know what I'm doing. I wanted to get really out of my face tonight, it felt like I was just sinking lower and lower into rock bottom.
I needed to escape. I needed to get out of these emotions. Every time I would try to forget about him, it would just hit me harder the next day.
I stare down at the blue and grey tablet, it was something I have never tried before. Apparently, it was new to the scene so it was an unknown drug but it would get you super hammered out of your face as people have told me.
Licking my lips, I contemplate over whether I should take the pill or not. "Come on dude! What are you waiting for?!" The stoner guy questions with a mighty chuckle.
I shrug, throwing the tablet to the back of my throat before gulping it down. At first, I struggled to swallow it properly but soon enough managed.
My body stood still for a second, waiting for the drug to kick in but nothing happened.
"It takes a while for it to kick in properly," the guy says before I hear loud banging on the bathroom door. I sigh, getting up from the floor where I sat along with a few others who were currently taking similar drugs.
Peeling the door back, I'm met with a rather pissed off Jungkook and confused Hoseok.
"Aw Taehyung isn't in here either," Hoseok mumbles, peering only his head in to search the strangers' faces inside.
A thump of my heart erupts at the mere sound of his name.
"What? Taehyung's here?!" I ask, a little too eagerly. When I arrived earlier, the dorm was empty, it bothered me a little that he wasn't here. I was hoping that if he was present then I could find a way to call off the whole party thing.
But Jimin still went ahead with it anyway, so here I am now, taking drugs in my own bathroom.
'How pathetic.'
Jungkook's face morphs into annoyance, "why do you even care?!"
He's right. I didn't deserve to even exist in Taehyung's life.
"I need another drink," I mutter mostly to myself, ignoring Jungkook's previous question. I push past the pair to get to the alcohol which was near the window side of the dorm.
"Oh no you're not," Jungkook grabs onto my wrist which causes me to get frustrated. "Fuck off! You can't tell me what to do!!" I hiss, trying to free my arm.
"I think you'll fine I can. As you're best friend, it's my responsibility to make sure you don't fuck up!" He fires back, an angered expression wiped across his face, staring at me like a father would to his naughty child.
"I don't need you," I grumble, yanking my arm away from him. Thankfully, I manage to free it, "I don't need anyone!" I scream before heading off towards the alcohol.
Taehyung's POV
"Bye Maya, I promise I'll come and see you again soon." I coo at the husky, squeezing her face in my palms.
I giggle when she licks my face again. "You can come whenever you like Taehyung," Jin says as he picks her up.
I thank him for having me before scampering off towards Namjoon's car, giving the two love birds a moment to say goodbye.
With a quick, passionate kiss, Namjoon bids his boyfriend goodbye before entering the car.
Before he has a chance to start up the engine, I throw my arms around him, hugging him close. "Thank you, seriously, for today. I needed this," I explain.
The fact I was able to get away from the dorm for a while and see Maya again was enough to put a smile on my face. I'm so glad Namjoon has been here for me.
But now I have to go back and face things head on.
Namjoon starts up the car while I sink back into my chair. My mind begins to race with the idea that maybe, just maybe, Yoongi will be back.
I couldn't help but feel that sudden rush of excitement dance in my stomach, like an eruption of butterflies.
My knee begins to bounce, the need to get home fast was coursing in my veins.
'But what happens if he's not home? What happens if he's still out, God know's where?'
I push away any bad thoughts, trying to stay positive. The ride back home felt a lot shorter as we soon pull up outside the dorms.
I thank Namjoon once again, giving him a quick hug before getting out the car. He stayed in his seat, watching to make sure I get in okay before taking off.
The main area was super bright in contrast with outside that is completely dark now. As usual, there weren't really any students around due to the time.
I shuffle my way up the stairs, suddenly hearing a loud, booming noise coming from one of the dorms.
'Is there a party going on? I'm pretty sure that's not allowed so why would anyone throw one?'
An unsettling feeling takes over my body when I step into the hallway of my dorm. The music was only getting louder with each step.
'Surely not...surely he wouldn't do this, right?'
The closer I was getting to my dorm, the more anxious I became. I wasn't entirely sure which emotion to feel first, anger, sadness, annoyance?
It was when I was standing directly outside of my door that my rage came out. I wrench open the door to unveil a full on dorm party happening in my room.
People were everywhere due to the fact that our dorm is only a room with a bathroom attached to it.
I was in utter shock, there were a couple practically fucking on my bed...well dry humping. But still, it was enough to make me want to bring my dinner back up again.
I push through the crowd, on the hunt for someone I know; preferably a certain ravenette dorm mate.
It seemed almost impossible to get through everyone considering it was only a four walled room. My eyes frantically search the area as I try to keep myself calm.
In all honesty, I was struggling.
My chocolate orbs spot someone familiar who was busy chatting to a few people, a beaming look in his eyes.
"Jimin?' I call out, causing the peroxide haired boy to turn in my direction. When his gaze lands on me, his lips curve even wider, "T-T-Tae!" He squeals, running over and helping me get past some guys that were blocking my pathway.
I'm instantly wrapped into warmth, his arms draped around me. I inhale the awful scent of alcohol.
'Jeez, he's recking of it!'
I hold my nose, a disgusted expression taking over my face while I gawk at him. "How much have you drank?" I question slowly, hoping he can understand me.
He simply shrugs with a giggle and this frightens me. Here, I have been feeling sorry for myself lately while Jimin's being getting up to God knows what.
He looked a complete mess, his blonde hair was sticking up in multiple directions, his clothes were rather creased and the stench didn't help his appearance either.
My heart broke, 'I feel like such a bad friend.'
Jimin holds onto my sleeves, his face seemed to be trying to concentrate hard. "I h-have a s-s-secret~" he chimes and I laugh slightly at his goofiness.
"That's great Jimin but I think we should get you out of here first, you need to rest." The poor boy couldn't even stand properly.
He shakes his head viscously, pushing me a tad to let go of him. I frown at his actions, "Taehyung." He suddenly says, his voice full with seriousness.
I was apprehensive to hear what he has to say, worried that maybe he had hurt himself or something like that.
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"Yoongi hyung has a BIG dick!!" He chortles, emphasising on the word 'big.'
Instantly, I cringe. My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach. "W-what?"
He lazily looks at me with clouded eyes, "Yoongi's dick is huge!!!" I frown at his statement, I didn't want to know...not from Jimin anyway.
The blonde haired male suddenly pulls me down due to his stumbling, that was like an elephant on ice. "I've fucked him so many times this week, I'm surprise I can still walk! He's honestly just the best. Just thinking about it gets me off!!" He moans.
I flinch slightly, a tad uncomfortable by the conversation. I was hurt, beyond hurt to be exact. I was holding back every single tears I have left so that I don't start bawling my eyes out in the middle of a party.
I feel the sudden urge to vomit, my stomach churns as the dirty images of Yoongi and Jimin together, swirl in my head.
"I'm sorry," I, without warning, dart for the door, no longer wanting to be here.
Sadly, I wasn't looking where I was going and instead, bump right into someone. I fall with a thud, my ass connecting against the carpeted flooring.
I was busy rubbing my back, near my bottom, whining a little in pain from the impact it took.
"T-Taehyung?" My eyes widen. I raise my head, instantly to stare at the very being in front of me.
"Y-Yoongi?" I stutter, a lump in my throat. His hair was beyond dishevelled, his under bags were dark, almost black like he hasn't been sleeping probably in months.
His clothes were similar to Jimin's, wrinkled and sloppy looking. He had a beer in his grasp as he stares down at me. I couldn't help but notice his eyes weren't really focusing much.
'Has he been over drinking?' I thought, getting up slowly from the ground.
An abrupt rush of anger suddenly courses through me.
Aggravated at everything that's happened so far, how I feel like my feelings have been played by him. Even if he didn't know, it still hurts that he was hooking up with my best friend. The fact he threw this party out of blue and how it's forbidden.
'How could he do this?!'
He notices my change in expression, his lips collapse into a saddened frown.
"T-Taeh-" I cut him off,
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By slapping him across the face, hard.
Warmth leaks from my lids as I glare at him, my face filled with detestation. Yoongi stands there frozen, his hand held against his cheek while he gawks at me with eyes the size of saucers.
"Taehyung," he spoke softly, a wounded expression smeared across his face. I couldn't help but let out a weak whimper, "how could you?!"
My emotions have just been building up for so long now. All this time I have been waiting for him, crying my eyes out, getting no sleep, starving myself, constantly reminding myself how much hatred his eyes held when he last looked at me.
And here I find him fucking around once again with my best friend, God knows how many times they've slept with each other. He was wasted and throwing a dorm party, but this is also my dorm too.
I hardly find it fair anymore how I'm the one that's left to suffer.
He didn't answer me, instead he stares at me intensely as I bubble, tears coating my orbs. I was breaking down right in front of him and I hated myself for it.
Eventually, he casts his gaze downwards, rejecting the idea to fight his own case. I nod my head, knowing exactly how much I really mean to him.
'I'm nothing to him...he obviously like Jimin, everyone does. I'm just a piece of trash compared to him, how stupid could I be to think Yoongi would actually want me?!?'
I was pissed to say the least, wanting to escape from the problem. I look down for a moment, trying to compose myself while I let out continuous hiccups. Before long, I glance up.
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"Goodbye, Yoongi hyung," I whisper, a heartbroken smile so small and weak like my heart, spreads onto my lips.
His eyes snap up at me, they grew twice the size they usually were. His mouth fell agape as I push past him using my shoulder.
It felt like a bullet was been launched into my chest, the pain was physically unbearable. I heave in a deep breath, struggling to breathe as I make it to the door.
Walking out had to be the most painful thing to do.
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But I did it.
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And I already regret it so much.
Yoongi's POV
I couldn't even look at him, the ugly feeling of guilt was leering over me, mocking me for being so cruel.
The sounds of his hiccuping while crying hurt more, he was so innocent and I broke him.
'It's all my fault.'
"Goodbye, Yoongi hyung."
The minute I hear him say that in a hush tone, I instantly cast all my attention onto him, my face held nothing but clear shock.
'What does he mean goodbye?!? Goodbye? No, no, no, no! You can't leave me!! DON'T LEAVE ME!'
I wanted to say this to him, to get onto my hands and knees, begging him not to go. The thought of him disappearing from my life was nothing but a shot straight to my heart.
His face carved into the most painful smile I have ever seen in my life. I was on the brim of tears, wanting to reach out, to touch him, hold him, stop him from making such a face.
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But I didn't.
He shoves past my shoulder using his own. It felt like the whole world has stopped in that moment, like I was in some sad, romance movie.
I stood there for a second, staring off into the distance in front of me.
Right in that period of time, I had never felt so lonely. Even in a packed room with many others, I still felt that sickening sense of emptiness.
And it was because my only form of happiness left me.
I was in two minds, to turn and run after him, confess everything but something stopped me.
"Yoongi? Where're you going?" Jimin questions, his grip tightens on my sleeve. I purse my lips, directing my attention at the door where I see Taehyung scurrying out of.
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"N-nothing." I whisper.
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Author's Note
I would love to hear your honest opinions on this chapter? Too dramatic? Not enough? Was it even good?😅
So like I stated in my last chapter, I'm looking for a title for the sequel of this book. I feel like I need to give a bit more background on it. Taehyung and Yoongi will not be sharing a dorm anymore. I'm not sure whether I want Taehyung to still stay in a dorm or not (I definitely know Yoongi will be going back home to stay.) but I'm adding in new (made up) characters to the sequel so idk if I want Taehyung to share with this character or not yet. Anyway I'm saying this cause idk if I want to roll with some of your ideas of the whole 'room' or 'dorm' ect, if I'm making sense?🤔🤔
Also sorry for all the dots in this chapter, I was trying to keep it dramatic.😂
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