Chapter 45

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Jennie POV:

I just got a call from Taehyung.

I thought he was still working on his project.

I answered it.

"Hello, Tae." I said when I accept the call.

"I love you." He said looking at someone else and kissing her.

I was shock as tears started to fall from my eyes.

"Jennie," the girl said which I assume is Irene.

"He just push himself on me and kiss me. I'm sorry he is like this."

"It's alright. I thought he really love me,"
I said hard tears falling from my eyes.

"I'm very sorry."

"I want more kiss," Taehyung said behind her.

"It's all right, Irene."

"Well, I'm going to leave before it breaks me."

"All right."

I ended the call and sob.

Marinette heard it and came to me and hug me. Same with Haruto.

"What's wrong?" She said.

"Tae-Tae c-cheated o-on m-me." I said crying in his shoulder.

"Im sorry to hear that. It happened to me before."

"H-he s-said I-I l-love y-you t-to s-someone a-and k-kiss t-them. A-and i-it h-happen t-to b-be h-his e-ex."

"It's alright. Just rest and forget him. You don't deserve his love anyway," she said patting my back.

"B-but I-I c-can't."

"You'll be fine. I will help you."

"P-promise?"

"I promise," she said patting my back one more time before we did the pinky promise.

"Let's go get some ice cream. It will cheer you up."

I nodded and still thinking about the call.


Taehyung POV:

I woke up and saw myself on the floor.

What happen to me.

My brain started to flash to the last thing I remember:

I was at a party. Drinking some punch juice.

I felt dizzy, and after few awhile, I just fell off to sleep.

I woke up sometime later, looking at Jennie. But the person who looks like Jennie. So, I said I love her and kiss her. I didn't realize who it was, but I still kiss her since I miss her.

The girl talked and sounded like Irene, but I didn't remember much of the conversations she had.

I just realize. That was Irene and not Jennie. I hate myself. I started to fidget my phone out and started to text her.

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