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Well, try to. The start is pretty humorous and all but the end isn't. It's a mixture of sadness, fear and negativity.

WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE TRIGGERED EASILY.

Chapter 03| 🍑 Just Peachy 🍑

"JinHa! Come out, come out, wherever you are!" Jimin's voice calls out from beneath me.

Let's return to what happened shall we?

4 hours earlier:

"Park JinHa. I am going to kill you." Jimin says, in a dangerously calm voice.

Uh-oh...

I'm in some deep shit.

"You are dead meat, JinHa." SuYeon comments from the Wii seat.

I glare at her, "I know that, Ms.Yeon."

She shrugs.

"JINHA!" Jimin hollers, and jumps towards me.

I squeal, and jump over the couch, landing swiftly on my feet. Jimin smacks into the couch's back.

I start laughing, with the rest.

"JINHA...!" and I take that as my cue to run into the kitchen, Jimin close on my heels. I look around, frantically, for a weapon. My eyes fall on to the black, shiny frying pan. I smirk, and grab it off the hook.

(A/N: That is one sleek, and handsome frying pan, though.)

"You little brat!" Jimin screams as he enters the kitchen, the others following behind to see the drama.

I perk a SleekDafuq eyebrow, "Say that to my frying pan, shortie."

That seems to set him more off the edge, as he runs to grab a weapon. In the end he chooses a... plastic spatula?

I shove the frying pan ahead, and we battle like they're not kitchen equipment but majestic swords. Our weapons clash and make gong sounds, but we don't stop. He starts to advance on me, and a take a few steps back. When, my back is almost touching the kitchen wall, Jimin smirks. My eyes grow wide when I hit the wall.

Suddenly, Jimin lunges from me. Me being me, don't back down and shift to my right as the fridge was on the left. In the end, he smacks into the tiled wall.

I start laughing again, and don't notice him getting up. Then at the last moment, I freeze and shove my frying pan forward to protect myself.

Since there wasn't really much space...

The frying pan banged into his head and he dropped down onto the floor, on my feet.

I scrunch my nose up, "Ewwww~ Disgusting."

He doesn't move.

"Uh...Jiminie?" I touch him with the front of my foot.

"Jimin?"

"Jiminie pabo?" I call out to him again.

"Hyung?" I say.

I poke his cheek.

"Jimin~" I say in a sing song voice.

Poke.

"Jiminie...!" I say, directly in his ear.

Poke.

"JIMIN!!!" I scream in his ear.

Still no response. The rest are still full on laughing. Even SooYoung who hardly laughs.

"HYUNG!?" I yell again.

He shoots up, knocking me over, in return.

"Fucking hell!" I hiss, and clutch my damaged nose.

"Shit. You're nose is bleeding, again!" And he's back.

"And who's fault is it?" I glare at him.

He glares back, "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO DECIDED TO PROVOKE ME!"

"WELL, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE SLAMMED YOUR KNEE INTO MY FACE THEN!"

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"

"YEAH, ACCIDENT MY ASS!"

"WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN!?"

"I MEAN THAT, YEAH SURE IT'S AN ACCIDENT LIKE MAYBE WHEN YOU PUT SHAVING CREAM IN MY POLO HELMET OR MAYBE THE TIME WHEN YOU VANDALIZED MY FIRST CAR, AND IT WASN'T JUST ANY CAR! IT WAS MY DREAM CAR THAT I HAD FINALLY GOTTEN FOR MY 16TH BIRTHDAY! IT WAS A FUCKING RED LAMBORGHINI, FOR PETE'S SAKE!!"

"He put shaving cream in your polo helmet!?" Jungkook starts laughing.

Of course. That's what he picked up from my entire speech.

Both of us turn to glare at him. Apparently, a girl and a boy shorter than him are not scary enough.

Hoseok, and YuJin put a hand each, on his shoulders and shake their head no.

"Kookie don't. You should never interrupt their sibling war. If you do, you'll get caught up in between, and the last time that happened... let's just say, that guy switched global hemispheres." Hoseok explains, a fearful expression on his face, remembering the terrifying flashbacks.

Everyone who didn't know about the consequences of interrupting our wars, gulps. Even Yoongi and Jungkook who both look like they aren't easily scared.

I turn back to Jimin but do a double take at Jungkook.

"WAIT."

Everyone in the room freezes, and fearfully turn towards me.

"YOU'RE KOOKIE!?"

He frantically nods his head.

"Yes. Why?"

"Awwwww. Hell naw. Because if you Kandy is after me!"

"KANDY!? AS IN THE BITCH BARBIE!?" EunMin asks. Well more like, screams.

I nod my head yes and all seven of us (girls) groan.
I start to repeatedly slam my head against the frying pan.

"That girl is after you again." SuYeon comments.

"Mhmmmm. Remember last time? When we found out she was only pretending to be after BamBam, but in reality she was after you?" YuJin reminds us of the horrific past.

!!WARNING!!

DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU CAN TRIGGERED.

RED RATING AHEAD.

THE FLASHBACK IS NOT NECESSARY TO READ BUT IF YOU ARE FREE OF ANY TRIGGERS AND STUFF THEN READ AS A SORT OF FILLER.

CONTAINS: MATURE SCENE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT, WEAPONS, (sort of) LESBIAN SCENE (If your homophobic, this is not for you)

Flashback:

On my 16th birthday:

"Happy Birthday, JinHa!!" My whole class screamed as I entered the classroom.

I gave them a grin and a peace sign, "Thank you guys!"

"Here, this is for you." A Fajer, a Pakistani girl in my class said, and handed me a dark red pouch, with a golden ribbon used to tie it up. A black tag hung from it, which read, "Happy Birthday, JinHa! From; Fajer. A"

(A/N: I wanted to do something different with a different nationality. When talking about the subcontinent, people usually think and talk about India but I wanted to put some shine on the less popular countries. Many people don't even know, that India isn't the only subcontinental country. Cause like, when talking about England, everyone always thinks about London. Like bish, it's not the only city there ya know? Same happens with the Pakistani people.)

I opened it to be greeted by the delicious scent of homemade cookies, chocolates and one-bite pastries.
Fajer is a master chef and Baker. She's famous all over the city for her cooking

"Omo! My favorite goodies! Thank you, Fajer!" I said, and hugged her.

She chuckled, and patted my back. I received a lot of chocolates, (love) confession letters, birthday gifts and cards that day because apart from my birthday, it's Valentine's Day as well.

I walked to the my locker and saw countless letters sticking out of the edges, corners and air ventilation slots of my locker. A couple of them even surrounded it on the floor; all in colors pink, white, and red with heart stickers. There were even gifts with them.

I opened it, and was greeted by a million letters showering me and falling on the ground. One of them caught my eye as it was shimmery and golden. The writing in it was typed on a shimmery, shining light golden card.

Dear JinHa,

Please meet me, on the roof top at 4:00 pm.

Love,
BamBam.

I'm not stupid. I've read enough books and seen enough movies to know that it's not your boyfriend but the Queen Bee, who's after your boyfriend.

I sighed, and checked the time on my Rolex watch, 4:17 it read.

Having nothing to do, I picked every letter, and gift up and stuffed them in my bag. Then, I looked around for something to do but found nothing.

Mum and dad weren't home, as they shifted to Busan. Jimin was hanging out with his friends. BamBam and I had broken up one month ago.

So, in the end, I ended up climbing the stairs to the rooftop. I opened the door, but stopped.

"I know it's you, Kandy. I'm not stupid." I said and walk ahead.

"Well, your more cleverer than I thought." Krystal walked out from the shadows, stepping into the orange sunset light.

It would be dark soon.

I checked my watch; 4:48.

"If you called me here for BamBam then he's all yours, we broke up one freaking month ago." I said, in a stoic voice.

"It's not Bam Bam who I want. It's you." She purrs, and stepped towards me. I stepped back, until I hit the wall.

(I didn't know self defense or dance then.)

"Wait. What!?" I say, shocked af.

"It was all pretending. I don't love BamBam. I love you. I thought in the beginning, that I loved him, and I thought I hated you because you stole him away from me. Then, half a year ago, I realized that I didn't hate you, but I felt jealous of him. That he got to touch you, that he got to be with you, that he got to see your delicious body and got to lick your sweet, TIGHT and delicious püssy." I stare at her, horrified. I'm used to boys. Not girls.

By now, she's pressed against me. I reel further back into the wall, if that's possible.

"Wait. How do you know that I'm tight!?" I start freaking out.

She smirks and leans down. She starts kissing and sucking on my neck, and jawline. I suck in a deep breath and hold it there, "Honey, I know BamBam only fücked you once, and left you after he was done with himself. He didn't wait for you. Instead, he put on his clothes and left you to deal with yourself."

She licks her red lips.

"Look I'm sorry but I bat for the other team." I say and move towards the door.

She pulls out a dagger, and presses it to my neck.
I gulp, and walk back towards her.

She smirks, "Good girl."

I don't know what happened next.
Because something hit the back of my head and I blacked out.

-----END OF FLASHBACK-----

A/N: If you read the flashback then what do you think of it?? The completed version will be up if it's necessary. If not, then it'll be published as a bonus chapter after the book has ended.

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