It's been 24 hours since I last saw Yoongi and It's been awkward.

It's been awkward since the night we cuddled to sleep.

That's just one problem.

We have sleepovers from time to time but never have I ever slept on top of him, cuddled up into his warmth. COUPLES do that. We are NOT a couple. Our friendship has been on edge.

I shouldn't blame myself. He was the one who pulled me in for it.

I'm on my period and my emotions are boiling on high heat.

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"Eomma," I call for my mother as I walk toward the living room of my house.

"What is it, Y/N?" She replies without looking up at me. She is sitting on the floor and watching her favorite TV Show.

I sit next to her and lay my head on her shoulder.

"Yoongi is abusing me," I whine.

"What? Haha." She is half paying attention to me, half paying attention to what the actors in her TV show are saying. 

"He is abusing my feelings, mom," I tell her truthfully. I knew what I meant though. She wouldn't know what I mean by him abusing my feelings since my mom thinks that we are innocent children.

I was able to be honest with my mother about Yoongi since he comes over every other day. Sometimes I think she likes him more than me.

"Oh come on. You know him. He is just cold in nature," she replies with a bit of a grin but she is just grinning at the TV rather than at what I am saying. I am glad her full attention isn't available. 

"It's because fish live in cold temperatures right?"

"What?" She glares at me, confused.

"Fish live in cold waters so that must be why Yoongi is so mean to me," I keep blabbering nonsense.

"What are you saying?"

Mother doesn't understand me.

"He is a fish. He is Pisces."

My mother sighs and pushes me off of her shoulder. "Stop reading useless horoscopes."

With disappointment, I walk back to my room.

Sad life.

Is a TV show more important than me? 

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I am contaminated with thoughts about Yoongi the entire day. Thoughts about him cuddling me and him telling Jungkook that I'm 'his girl'.

I feel drowsy and fall asleep to those thoughts. 

I sleep for 10 hours.

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It's the next day, I get ready for school but feel nervous to pick-up Yoongi.

I pick him up every morning, yet, in this specific day I feel nervous to see him.

I am curious about whether he was thinking about me like the way I was thinking about him. Probably not. I'm the crazy one.

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I pick up Yoongi. He gets in my car and immediately turns on the music.

We don't talk the entire car ride. Not even a "good morning" or "hello". He just disregards me. How awful.

I park the car in the school parking lot, and he immediately gets out. I feel pressured.

I chase after him and grab him by the sleeve.

"Yoongi," I say his name softly. He sighs and turns to face me. He seems bothered by me. I feel intense pressure.

"What do you want?" He spits.

"You are mad at me?" I question, intimidated and sad at the same time.

He doesn't answer and tries to walk away. I couldn't get a grip of his shirt this time. I start to cry immediately.

As I said, I am on my period and my emotions are simmering. Boiling actually. I feel sadness overwhelm me and Yoongi being a dick is so hurtful at this moment.

He is far away but stops in his tracks and turns to look at me. I am sobbing.

"Yah!" He yells out. I look up. He is walking back toward me.

"Why are you crying now?" He asks me clueless and dumb.

I'm crying hard.

"B-B-BEcause- UHHHHHHH - you DON'T L-L-likeee meeeeee anyMoreee UHHH."

He scoffs. "Because I don't like you anymore? Hah. What nightmare have you had?"

I reach forward and grab his sleeve again, "T-t-then why are you *sniff* ignoring me?"

He looks away and shakes his head, "Do we need to talk every morning? You are on your period, aren't you? I see you way too often to have anything to say to you."

He walks away.

His words hurt me so bad for some reason. He usually says things along the lines like that but now he is hateful toward me. I don't understand it.

I stare at Yoongi's back full with tears until his figure disappeares from my sight.

I wipe my tears and notice another figure standing next to me on my left. It is Jungkook.

"Why are you friends with him? He is so rude to you," Jungkook speaks to me with annoyance in his voice.

I sniffle instead of responding to him. I am upset so I just grab my stuff from the car and rush inside the school.

"Y/N!" Jungkook chases me.

He grabs my arm.

"Leave me alone!" I scream at him.

Jungkook pulls me into his embrace and hugs me.

He cups my head with his palm and holds my body tight.

"Stop crying."

"No."

"Yes."

"Why should I not cry? I am sAD!" 

"I'll make you happy. Come on. Lets go," Jungkook says and with his arm around my shoulder, we walk off together.