| mara's point of view

Jungkook called my spirit back to earth, his face was a blank canvas. I stared blankly at him. How could he tell me this with a straight face?

"Mara?"

"Wait. Hold on.." I leaned back on my seat, trying to process everything despite Jungkook's unmoved gaze on me, "So Sewon and you are related by blood. She's your half sister. That means your father is also her father but you have different mothers." One by one, I summarized everything he just told me. It felt like I was spewing nonsensical words as Jungkook nodded his head in every one of them, "She lived with you in the same house but she was thrown out by your father so you went to find her but when you did, she didn't want to be with you anymore. That's why you broke up?"

"That's pretty much it." Jungkook answered, "I know what you're thinking. Don't jump to conclusions just-"

"Don't jump to conclusions?" I exclaimed, blood rushing through my face. I was forced to absorb reality as it hit me right at my face. "That's kind of hard to do right now. Especially when you just told me that your ex girlfriend, the one that we were desperately trying to get back, is your half sister."

Jungkook winced at the shrillness of voice. I was far from being calm. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, making my body very jumpy and agitated, "I didn't tell you this so you can shout at me." He dropped his hands on his sides and sighed, "I didn't want this."

"I'm sorry. I just-" I sighed deeply and I softly looked at his face. "I just don't know what to say or how to react to this."

"I was scared when I knew, when I realized that I started to have feelings for her because I know that I shouldn't have. Now, I'm confused with what I feel. I thought I love her but now it's different when I see her." Jungkook turned his head towards me. "I don't feel it in my chest anymore, that feeling I used to have when she's around me, it's not the same anymore." I don't know what he saw in my face but he looked uncertain, "And I think it's because of you."

"N-No. You're just confused, Jungkook." I told him. He can't fall in love with me.

"I knew you'd say that. I also told myself that but it doesn't change anything." Jungkook smiled weakly at himself. I didn't like to see him like this, especially because of me. "I need to know if this is real.."

"Jungk-"

I was suddenly pressed against him, his arms holding onto me, pulling something out of my chest. My heart was beating really fast. I think I even stopped breathing. Jungkook knew something I don't as he put his lips on mine, as he held my face gently and convinced me that he would not give me up to anyone.

Jungkook breathed between the kiss. He watched as I closed my eyes and before I could open them again, he was kissing me again and my lips moved in sync with his, a harmony between us.

"Stop!"

"Stop what, Miss st. Claire?" I opened my eyes and realized that I was not in Jungkook's car nor was I in my bed. I dreamt about that day again. Why?

My cheeks heated up as heads turned towards my direction, all of them waiting for one of my witty responses but I was at a loss. Mr. Lynd raised an eyebrow at the loss of my voice. "Were you sleeping in my class, Miss st. Claire?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lynd." I bowed my head in embarrassment as the class snickered. Behind my back, I could hear Bethany's annoying laugh. I stood up and raised my hand, "May I be excused?"

"Sit down." Mr. Lynd said.

"Actually, I don't feel good today. Can I stay at the clinic?"

"Fine, go. You better stay there. I'll be checking on you later." Mr. Lynd babbled as I gather my things and exit the room without even glancing back.

The corridors were empty except for a few students who are on their way to the bathroom and some who are on their way to cutting class like me. I didn't really feel sick but I didn't feel good either. My body is fine but my mind is just a bit shaken up after Jungkook's confession.

This is a nightmare! What the hell do I do now? It's bad enough that Taehyung likes me, now Jungkook? I'm sure Jimin hates my guts completely after what Suga did his little girlfriend but I see him checking me out sometimes. God, that gives me goosebumps! But men are men and it's already a given that they are weak against women's temptations.

"Goodmorning." A middle aged woman greeted me when I came in, "First time in here?" She smiled warmly as I nodded. "Alright, just fill this out with your name and your class."

I took the ballpen that came with the list I was about to fill up and wrote my details on the clipboard. "No medicines needed. I think I just need sleep."

She led me to the clinic bed. I laid on the bed, forced my eyes closed and tried to sleep. I've been losing sleep because of Jungkook. Why am I so bothered by that kiss?

The curtains were pulled back. I see Jimin's face smiling over me. He was just looking down at my face. Is this another nightmare?

"So this is where you were hiding." Jimin grinned. "You know I don't like playing hide and seek."

"How did you know I was here?" I pushed myself up to sit on the bed, "Nevermind, don't answer that. What do you want now?"

"Come with me tonight." Jimin said, throwing me his phone. I looked at the screen and it showed an invitation, "We're invited." He added. By we, you knew he meant their group. "I'd like you to be my muse."

"I don't want to." I frowned. "I don't want to be around you guys anymore. I'm done."

Jimin smiled and clicked his tongue, "Baby, you can't leave just like that. What makes you think I'd let you?"

"Just take Soo Jin. She's out of the nuthouse now, right? Take her and just leave me out of your mess." I got off the bed but my plan of cooly storming out failed when Jimin lifted his foot on the bed, blocking my way.

"Not so fast, princess." He smiled, arms crossed over his chest.

I glared at him and he met my eyes with his calmer ones. "If you walk out of here, that means you're breaking off the deal." Jimin stood up and inched infront of me, eyes staring me down, "And the only way to break the deal is for you to fuck me."

"The deal is broken. What are you talking about now?" I protested against him, "I'm not going anywhere with you and that's final."

"Don't you want a proper explanation from Yoongi? I know you've been dying to talk to him." He smirked at me. "I promise this will be the last."

*

I chose to be stupid again because of Min fucking Yoongi. Jimin took me to his place after school and I found out that he lives alone in a huge condo unit. Just how does his parents let this untamed fuckboy loose in this world?

I tried to soak in everything as I look around the room. My eyes traveling along the walls and then back to Jimin, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Taking my shirt off." Jimin said as if it was the most natural thing to do in front of a girl. With my back facing him, I heard him laugh, "It's not your first time so what's with the innocent act? You've seen me shirtless before."

"And you think I like it? Don't flatter yourself." I replied and he laughed.

Jimin grabbed my shoulders and made me sit on his couch. "I'm going to change. You." He said. My eyes couldn't ignore his defined abs that was drawn across his abdomen when he bent over to my eye level, "stay right here and wait. Don't even think of leaving."

"Julie, can you help me with something?" I was sitting beside Jimin in his car while he was having a talk on the phone with someone who, I'm guessing, is a woman. "Yeah. We'll be there in five minutes."

"We'll be where exactly?" I asked him as he returned his phone in his pocket with a great deal of difficulty. His jeans was obviously stuck to his skin and it made the thick muscles on his thighs look so hot. It'd be impossible for me to deny him if he asked me to sit on his lap and kiss him.

Jimin's eyes went down to my body, on the hem of my skirt that exposed my skin a bit, "I need you to be hotter than this." I unconsciously pulled my skirt down when his gaze lingered. Jimin smirked and met my eyes again, "Can you take on the challenge?"

Apparently, the woman on the phone was a stylist and a friend of his. She took care of everything for me. From my clothes, my make up and even my hair. She made me put on a black body suit that exposed my back and a tight leather pencil skirt with some strappy heels. I looked like a different person, if it weren't for my name, I'd be mistaken for someone else.

I never liked clubs because it was loud and crowded. I'm not really a fan of liquor either and I let Jimin know ahead of time. The whole gang was there, even Yoongi, his eyes was on me most of the time. I wonder what he's thinking when saw me walk in with Jimin.

"What are you doing here?" Jungkook questioned me immediately as soon as Jimin left my side. The panic in his eyes alerted me, "You can't be here."

"Why?" I asked him, spotting Taehyung downstairs with Bethany hot on his arm as he made his way to where we were. "I don't get why Taehyung would be with that bitch."

"Listen, Mara, this is a bad idea." He spoke in an urgent manner. "You have to leave. I'll tell Taehyung to take you."

"I know but I can't leave." I told him. "I have to talk with Yoongi."

"Jungkook, don't keep your girl waiting." Jimin latched an arm on Jungkook's shoulder, referring to the girl Jungkook peft at the bar when he saw me.

"And you." He turned to face me, "Why are you trying to make me jealous?" He took my hand again and made me sit on the couch beside him, "Here. It's not alcohol, don't worry." He smiled as he offered me the drink.

"Just what are you planning?" I questioned him. Yoongi was seated right across us. I try to focus on Jimin but I failed to take my eyes off of Yoongi. "You said this is the last."

Jimin smiled as he watched Yoongi's reactions carefully. Yoongi who had his fist clenched at the sight in front him. Jimin held my chin and turned my face to him, his other hand snaking its way behind my bare back, "Look at me. You're being rude."

He then kissed me in front of Yoongi. I pushed him away hard. He was getting out of hand, crossing his boundaries. "Did I make you upset, Mara?"

"I'm not your toy, Jimin!" I asked him again, both embarrassed and furious.

"You know why I'm like this? Because you're making me jealous. I don't like you looking at Yoongi." He told me. It was childish and unacceptable.

"I don't even know why I'm putting up with this." I placed my untouched drink on the table before walking away. "I'm leaving this stupid party and I don't want to see you again."

Jimin was about to follow Mara when Yoongi stopped him, "Leave her alone, Jimin."

"What if I told you that's it's not about you anymore?" Jimin glared at him, brushing him off harshly. "What if I told you I want her?"

Yoongi knew what he meant by those words but he had no intention of backing down. "I'm the one she likes."

Jimin released a taunting laugh, "It ain't over 'til it's over." Jimin nudged Yoongi aside, "Back the hell off."

I was about to get on a cab when Jimin appeared and caught up with me, slamming the cab's door close, "We need to talk."

"I don't want to!" I shrugged his hand off my wrist and turned to walk away.

"I wasn't asking for your permission." Jimin grabbed me again by the hand, "No more games, Mara. I won't be as considerate anymore."