Snatching everything I need in one sweep because I'm fucking late to my class I over slept real bad,I was so tired yesterday I work two jobs one in the afternoon and one at night. Just to pay for my bills and rent. I really don't have anyone to fall back on if I lose my job. My friends try and help me whatever way they could. They know it's not enough but I let them know I am forever grateful for their gratitude.

Shaking my smoothie I made last night I place it on the side pocket of my bag, I do one last sweep looking to see if I gave my babygirl her basic needs, I need to get her a brother or sister, just so she won't be lonely. I mean I know my friends come and watch her but still. She needs someone to play with and bark with.

"Okay, babygirl I'll see you later okay?" I force myself to not look her in the eyes because if I do I'll fall right into her puppy dog eyes and her baby whimpers, and that alone would make me stay.

running down the steps in a hurry I see a familiar figure heading towards the elevator, she seems so familiar. I just can't put my finger on it. I just rush downstairs because my Uber is here I missed the bus due to me being dumb.

I scan looking for the car seeing it's not even here, and might have arrived at the wrong location. I sigh and grunt at the same time not knowing how I'm going to get to class now I might as well not go. Just when I'm about to turn around I bump into a hard chest facing the guy whom I talked to on the bus the other day.

"Hey" he speaks
"Oh um hi" I reply in a stutter
"Need a ride to class? I'm late too I had car troubles" he smiles, I nod my head following his lead because honestly he saved my life I never thought I would make it too School. I can't afford to miss class, I was lucky enough to get financial aid to pay for my classes. But missing too many days can hurt my pocket. Financial aid can force me to pay them back.

"So I didn't know you leave in these apartments" he says cranking the car up
"Yeah I've been leaving here since I was eighteen"
His eyes enlarged big as he swiftly looks in my direction then back out the road as he pulls out the driveway looking both ways before turning onto the main road.

"Why miss independent to the max, that's great" he says putting one hand on the steering wheel
"Yeah, it's sometimes nice to have abs do things on your own" I comment, but if only you knew the circumstances of how I'm living, you wouldn't praise me

"I feel you on that one, I moved out of my parents house at that age as well,it's not that they're were horrible parents it's just they wanted too much out of me since my brother was a lawyer"

"Yeah parents can be like" I just mine, treated me close to perfect.
"So I kind of live here with my girlfriend, well she wanted to move in with me"
"That's very sweet, I'd be scared to move in with anyone" I chuckle at the end
He looks at me with furrowed eyebrows then it changed to realization "ah I see because if you guys break up you don't have anywhere to go"

"Smart man" I say while snapping my finger
"Thanks, I trained my brain for this moment"

During the whole car ride we just started talking about whatever went with the flow, it felt like we knew each other for years but it's only been twenty-four hours.

***

"I'm ready to hear the professor chew me out for being late,it's like she has a hit out for me or something" I let out
"Ahh don't take it personal, I think she dislikes anyone whom does her wrong"
"Damn she must have a lot of enemies" I comment, he holds the door open for me as we walk towards our seat in the middle row, first person name she calls is me then Malik

"You guys are late" she yells
"Yes I know,we had some car issues" Malik speaks for us, technically he had car troubles I over slept through three Alarm clocks, that's a damn shame I must've been really fucking tired. Sitting down in my chair I lean my elbows on the table trying to collect myself. Shit this wave of f drowsiness just came out of nowhere.

"You okay?" He asks me while rubbing my back
"Yeah I'm just super tired out of nowhere" I comment
"Were you studying for something? You should take a break in between your studies" I hear a wrapper crunching close to my ears opening my eyes slowly I see him handing me an energy bar that is cookie and cream flavor.

"Thank you" I take it from his hand slowly opening the bar out of its condiment. It wasn't studying that kept me up, working yep jobs did. My eyes start to feel heavy and my head slowly starts to fall but Malik catches it and lays my head down slowly "noo" I whine

"Your brain says something different" he smiles or at least that's what my eyes can comprehend. "I'll just tell her you're very sick okay" his soft finger slide up and down my spine, it's the most soothing thing ever, joonie used to do this for me when I was having cramps or when I was sick sometimes just for the hell of it.

God my heart aches knowing I can't hug you or tell you about my day, if only I could buy concert tickets to your show I could see you, but it's so expensive I could probably fall behind on my rent.

My eyes finally just let me drift away, I go into a realm seeing his grape colored hair tan peanut butter skin, sink hole dimples. I'm having a lucid dream, but how I wish this dream was a reality.

***
Namjoon pov

Being on stage and able to touch millions just by doing your hobby, is so powerful, it's so energetic, there's no other feeling to describe this but powerful. It builds up my confidence because of army's I'm slowly becoming the person I've always known I could become but I couldn't do it alone.

We're shooting a new music video for our upcoming comeback, I look over at Taehyung with his bright blue raspberry hair, it actually looks really good on him. The trailer did so well on YouTube that it had so many views in less than an hour. That just makes me even more nervous for the comeback.

"Do you think Wendy would be watching this?" Jin asks
"I think so Hyung, she was always a fan of us, always supported us, honestly I wouldn't be surprised if she's bought our music" I answer with my hands in my pocket

"This must be difficult for you" he sighs " you know you want to find her but don't even know where to start, and your old foster home has so many new workers it's no telling who was there first"

"It's very difficult, along with that my foster mom doesn't really want to talk about her, so my ends are just tied" kicking the rock softly with the tip of my shoes I sigh, my foster mom isn't really working with me, the moment I mention her name, she quickly changed the subject or she says not right now sweetie. But I deserve to know I need to know.

She's my friend. Someone I looked up too. Someone I should've confessed to.

"Whatever, if it's meant to be it, 'll come back, and I think you guys are meant to be, she's just taking her time" he pats my shoulders
"Thanks Hyung"

The director let's us know that Halsey is here and we can now get to filming. Now I'm so nervous, because I know you're watching Wendy.

***
Wendy pov

Sitting in my warm bubbly bathtub, with my red wine and watching bts movie is so refreshing, I've had a pretty wild day, I deserve this. No homework for me today I kind of got lucky for that. I hear my doorbell ring right when I tip the glass to my lips. Sighing I pull up the drain for the now semi-cold water to escape. I dry off and change to my clothes.

Luna isn't barking at the door for some odd reason must be someone she's close with. Well obviously if she's close with them So was I. I open the door and it's my ex-boyfriend he doesn't look too well he's injured. "Oh my god Brandon, come in please" I open the door wide so he could come in, he flops on the couch as Luna licks his hand.

Scanning his injuries, I bend down in front of him with the first aid kit cleaning them in silence until he broke it "I was jumped" he speaks

"By who?" I ask
"Nathan.." he whispers as if he's followed him, my body tenses up at that word, not him, please not Nathan. The guy whom gave me mental and physical scars. He hurt me and hurt me until I aged out of the system.

"Why?" I ask almost anger is visible
"He just blames me for ruining his life, he blamed me for making you hate him" he groans when I place alcohol on his wound
"that's not your fault you know that right?" I look up at the teary-eyed boy, it breaks my heart when people just don't know someone else's problems isn't your fault, it's merely the other person trying to pass their guilt on.

"Hey, b look at me, look at me" I ask softly grabbing his face turning it to me " Listen b it's not your fault okay?, Never was and never will be, me and you fell in love because you are a great damn man, and that's something he could never be okay? , I hate him because of his actions, okay? He did this all his own"

"I feel at fault somehow, I don't think I could look you in the eyes the same anymore Wendy, I'm sorry" his voice cracks at the end
"Why? Brandon, stop taking the blame for something you didn't even do or can control" I stand up in between his legs I tilt his chin so he can look at me and see the sorrow and guilt emotions in my eyes " you gotta stop taking the blame for everything okay? It's really not your fault if it was would I let you in my house right now? Luna even loves you and you know she's a feisty one"

We both chuckle as his head lays on my stomach and his large warm hand engulfs my waist in his grip "now do you understand it's not your fault?" I slide my fingers through his cocoa curly voluminous hair.

"Do you wanna know why I feel like this is my fault?" He says chin on my stomach, I fix the glasses upon his face moving a piece of hair behind his ear
"Tell me sweetie, rant to me"

"But you promise you won't leave nor judge me?"
"B? Why would I leave you? You're my best friend I can't leave you when you're down I gotta leave when you get famous" I joke

"Wendy I'm serious" he does sound serious whatever he is about to say must he really dear to him and must really hurt him deeply, it makes me scared and anxious to know what it is.

"Okay tell me Brandon, I promise I won't leave you or hurt you, that I know of" I reassure him by sliding my thumb across his cheek.

"Thank you" he whispers like a sigh of relief "so the reason for my guilt is.."

He takes a deep breath before looking me deep in my eyes "he's my brother"

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Woah Woah, excuse Brandon, what do think about Brandon though? Should he blame himself for his brother's mishaps? But another question is why is so burdened by it? Is there more to it?

~if there is a mistake don't be afraid to let me know, for your heart is as pure as the blue sky ☁︎.