Oh major writers block, and today's update... I didn't go over it so excuse any mistakes and errors. I started the chapter but never finished it until now. I have no idea where this is going but ENJOY!!!!

Yukiko's Pov

After hanging out with Yoongi in the music room, the boys were becoming busy everyday. I missed them, I miss their excitement, I miss hanging out with Yoongi, and.... I miss Namjoon. I don't know what happened between us but he kept a distant from me.

I was sitting in class, staring out the window as history was going on. The doors of the classroom opened during the middle of the class, the three boys bowed handing the slip of paper to the teacher and made their way to their seat.

Taehyung walked first and sat next to me with a smile, I smiled back giving a quick glance at Namjoon before he sat behind me. I saw Yoongi giving me a small smile with a wink. I smiled at him and he took his seat next to Namjoon. Whenever the boys have time to come to school they come, it isn't something new.

The history teacher ended the class with a reminder of the entrance exams for college. School was coming to an end, which means us seniors in school are going to graduate. After class was dismissed some of the students murmured asking their friends where they want to go and what they plan to do. I wanted to go into the music career, but I still find it hard for me to let go of the pain.

"We have to go find the boys and have a small talk, we'll be back." Taehyung spoke to me and I nod understanding where they were going after. I was left alone in the classroom as the classroom president handed me some papers. "Yukiko, can you send these test corrections to the teacher's lounge?" Class president Eunhyuk asked. I nodded and took the paper, "Thanks!" He smiled, I hummed in reply, "No problem".

I walked to the teacher's lounge or office and handed the test corrections to our history teacher. I smiled and walked out, thinking I should head to the music class. Walking down the halls of chattering students, I peeked through Windows of the classrooms. I came across the music room with all the boys in a circle. I stopped in my tracks to get a better look in the room.

I noticed the hair colors, no guys in my school dyed their hair except for these boys, they were having a small talk. The door was cracked open a little as I stood far from the door listening to their conversations.

"As the oldest of the group, I think you two are just childish. This has to stop you two." I heard Jin scolding. Why was he scolding? I wondered. "We need a strong group, teamwork, and leadership. Especially from you Namjoin, you're the leader and I expect you to put an act as a leader and be the good influence for others." Jin scolded again. "Yoongi, you're older than Namjoon so I also expect you to be an influence on Namjoon, not your childish acts."

"The grudge you two are holding needs to be let go. You can stop the fighting over Yukiko." Jin said, I furrowed my eyebrows, fighting over me? But why? "This game has gotten serious, you both are always getting hurt, never on good terms. I can feel winter visiting everyday. The bet needs to be over, no one got her so let it go. You can be friends, remember the contract about no girlfriend or boyfriend."

I... I was a bet the whole time?! Namjoon was just playing with my feelings over a bet? And Yoongi was part of it? All of the boys were! I felt the pain of being used pinch my heart. I grabbed my chest, feeling the tears stream down my face. Hoseok, had his hands clenched as he look up from the ground and saw me stand at the window of the door. "Guys..." he mumbled, pointing his direction towards me.

"Yuki-"

"Yukiko."

Namjoon and Yoongi stood up front their seat. The rest of the boys turn their heads and saw me. I looked away quickly getting myself out of there. I covered my mouth and started running. Where do I go? The places to hide from them, they all know. I kept running, hearing myself breath heavily as I sniffled my sobs. I heard them shouting my name behind me, I covered my ears taking their voices out of my head but it is still there.

I randomly opened a door closing it after and locking the door. I breathe heavily, tears streaming down my face. I observe where I was, I was in the school's green house. The warmth, the smell of soil, and plants was refreshing and it was comfortable. I felt calm, walking around the green house to see green plants starting to grow out of the dark soil. The fast footsteps caught my attention outside, I got down to hide from them in case they looked in here.

When the fast footsteps disappeared I got up again, walking around the greenhouse. The warmth kept me warm as I found a place in the back of the greenhouse to sit. I sat on the floor hugging my knees, I stared out the window looking into the field, my phone buzzed against my thigh. I fished for my phone and saw that I got two text messages from Yoongi and Namjoon. My breath quickened as I stare at my reflection on my phone, I wiped my tears away. I checked the messages from the two boys. 

Yoongi: Yukiko where are you? Can we talk? Call me. 

Namjoon: Yuki, whatever you heard I am so sorry. Can you please come back so we can talk in person. I think talking in person is better than over the phone. I don't know where you are but please, I need you to come out where you are hiding... I need you, please. 

Why is he always like this?! Does he need me when he feels down? I just don't understand, what does he need, what does he want from me? I covered my eyes and cried, I can't believe I was used as a bet between Namjoon and Yoongi. Was I some kind of game they can play with? My phone rang as I jumped from the sudden sound, I looked at the screen it was Soohee calling. 

"Hello," I picked up with a quivering voice, "Unnie-" Soohee's voice was cut off as I furrowed my eyebrows, "Soohee? Soohee!" I repeated into my phone, "Yuki," the familiar low voice spoke over the phone sending chills up my arm. "Yuki, please come out," Namjoon breathed heavily on the phone, "we have been looking for you, please come out." he begged. I shook my head, "Why should I? When you're going to just pick me up and play around until you're tired and throw me at Yoongi?" I scoffed feeling the pain hit me.

I sound like a total ass don't I, but how can I accept him again, once finding out about being a bet like some sort of game out boredom in this school. "Yuki, it's not like that, why don't you listen to me!" Namjoon stressed. "Because I'm hurt, Namjoon. Hurt the fact that you and Yoongi bet on me!" My eyes stung feeling them burn, as tears swelled up blurring my vision.

"If you come out I'll explain everything don't be narrow-minded Yuki." I scoffed as tears fell from my eye, "I can be narrow-minded all I want, but right now I don't want to see you, yoongi, or the rest of the boys ever again." I hung up hearing Namjoon say my name but the line ended. I swallowed my saliva, my lips shivering as I tried to hold back my sobs.

"I'm sorry Namjoon oppa." I heard Soohee's muffled apologies outside the door. "Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong, thanks for lending me your phone." I heard Namjoon's shoes tap against the floor, walking away. I leaned my forehead on the door covering my mouth. After a while I got out of the little greenhouse, Soohee stood up from the floor, as she sat against the wall.

"Unnie, are you okay?" Her eyes full of worry and concern. I shook my head to tired to even try to look happy. "I just want to leave." My legs were like jello giving out on me as I stumbled onto the floor. "Ohh!" Soohee shouted trying to catch me before I fell. I rest my head on Soohee's shoulder staring ahead of me, tears dried up. I have no more tears to let out.

"Let's get you out of here." Soohee stood up pulling me along, my feet dragging as we walked down the hall. Soohee brought me back to the music room, our place with Namjoon and Yoongi. Those jerks who thinks it's okay to place their bets on me. Soohee let me go as I walked to the center of the room and plopped onto the middle of the room. Soohee watched from the door, feeling her sadness with me.

I look at her, nothing in my eyes, "can I be alone?" Soohee bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. "If anything just call me." She wavered her phone and walked out closing the door behind her. I was left alone in the dark room with just the sunlight. I stared at my reflection in the mirror nothing in my mind, complete blank.

I heard the door open once again, "I thought I said I wanted to be alone, Soo-" I tried to speak but came out was merely a whisper as the voice interrupted me, "Sorry, I just wanted to get... things straighten out." I flashed a look of hatred at Yoongi. "What is there to straighten out?" I spat. Yoongi sighed, "I know you're pissed at us, specifically me and Namjoon, but please try to hear me out. The truth at least."

I didn't say anything, the room quiet and dark hearing Yoongi move closer. He crouch down and sat four feet away from me. The room was filled with anger, hatred, and awkwardness. "I'm waiting." I spoke out without looking at Yoongi. Yoongi cleared his throat, "Right, umm."

He took a breath, "You can be mad as us but we didn't use you for the fun. Namjoon.... and... I we, we really like you. So we placed our bet on you, winner gets to have you. It was a competition, we got into fights because of you and got in trouble with the wounds when our manager saw us." Yoongi chuckled a bit and continued, "We didn't throw you around after we were finished, we just wanted to see which one of us will end up with you. And clearly look what happened." I scoffed at the statement with my eyes rolled.

"Yukiko, you have to believe this. If not you can ask the other boys. They kept telling us to stop but we didn't listen." Yoongi look down at his lap, "they were right about hurting you. We didn't think it would affect you this much because we were clouded with competition, we didn't think how you would feel." Yoongi waited for a reply but I didn't say anything.

Yoongi nodded his head, "okay, well I told you the truth. I'll just leave you alone whenever you're not pissed off anymore." Yoongi got up and walked out the music room. Once his footsteps disappeared I cover my face. What should I do?

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TBC!

Sorry for the super late update! Seriously had a major writers block. Work, school, preparing to look for colleges, and getting myself off social media has been on my mind set.

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