Hacker - YoongixReader

Gone

I woke up to the sound of a door opening. Looking around, I saw a woman who seemed too drunk to notice my being. As she stumbled into the roomㅡleaving the door openㅡher jacket fell onto the floor. Somehow she fainted on the floor. My eyes wandered around quickly and my ears opened.

Yoongi wasn't here, but where could he be? I rushed over to the woman to check her pulse. The smell of alcohol lingered through my lungs and stung my nose. She was alright, but it wasn't good for her to be on her back. I tried picking her up, but it was a struggle.

Finally, she was laid on the couch, but on her side. I had scooted a trashcan over by her head just in case she puked. It would be bad if she choked on her own puke in her sleep. As gross as it was, it was very possible. Fortunately, we had watched it in health class so I had a little bit of a gist of what to do with a passed out drunk.

Still, it was weird how Yoongi wasn't here. Or was he asleep? Once I nodded at my plan, I began searching through the house for him. Yoongi wasn't anywhere in sight. Perhaps he went to the store or something? I looked at the clock on my phone. It was Thursday 9:45 AM.

My heart skipped a beat. I've never been late like this nor skipped school. Looking down, I had the same clothes as I did yesterday. My hair wasn't too much of a mess, I didn't sleep long anyways. My eyes lurked for my shoes. I don't remember where I put them. Why can't I find my shoes? I thought to myself.

After searching for a few minutes, I found them. I hadn't felt this relieved since I got out of school once for being sick. Putting them on, I also put my hoodie on and over my head. I checked on Yoongi's mom one more time to be sure she was fine. I headed out the door.

-

I didn't care that I came by lunch time. It only meant that I could just eat and be there. I didn't care about being late. I only missed two classes anyway. Although I felt stared ay, I didn't care. I sat down at the table I normally sat at and began to eat.

Suddenly I felt someone pat my head and sit beside me. I turned to see who it was. My eyes widened and my face went red. It was Hoseok who acted as if nothing had happened between us.

"How come you blocked my number?" he asked.

"Y-You have a kid," I said slowly.

"How do you know?" he sat up straight.

"Yoongi hacked into your messages because we were suspicious," I regretted the words that came from my mouth.

Hoseok looked at me with concern, "You didn't trust me, huh?"

"You're the first boyfriend I've ever had, how could I trust so easily?" I questioned.

"You're right," Hoseok nodded, "Haeun was right, too."

"What?" I looked at him.

"Haeun said that you wouldn't trust so easily," he paused, "I guess I should've took that as a warning."

"What do you mean?" my heart began to pound.

He shrugged, "I thought you'd understand when I got the chance to tell you."

"Tell me what?" I asked.

"My good friend and I had adopted a child because she was being abused," he sighed, "Sometimes we act like parents with each other for jokes."

I stared at him.

"Not believable?" he chuckled, "It's true. All of the rumors are true."

My heart began to sink slowly. He lied to me to see if I'd stay. Yet, I almost believed him. How could he.

"What rumors?" I asked.

"You're not as dumb as you look," he shrugged.

I frowned while looking at him. There wasn't anything I could say or do to make him take back what he said or even spare myself. Suddenly Hanjoon sat down in front of us. I looked over at him with a straight face. Hopefully, he would just go away.

"I can't understand why you cheated on my sister," Namjoon shook his head, "Especially with someone who is so innocent."

Hoseok shrugged, "It's not like your sister will find out anyway."

"That'll be because I'll kill you," he smiled.

I stared at the both of them. Somehow it all seemed staged, but how so quickly? Did Namjoon stage this just to expose Hoseok or was it all real? At this point, I didn't really know nor understood anymore. However, I knew that all I had to do was slip away.

The two of them began bickering at each other like two birds. Namjoon's and Hoseok's faces were red from anger. Maybe this was my que to get up and leave them be. Before I stood up, I heard my name being said. Looking down, it was Namjoon. I looked at him confused.

"Where are you going? Hoseok has more to tell you," he crossed his arms.

"Is this staged?" I raised an eyebrow as I felt concerned.

They both looked at me like I was crazy. Perhaps not then.

"It's true," he sighed, "I was going to take advantage of you."

"Wait, what?" my eyes widened.

"The night my moms car broke down," Hoseok said.

"I can't believe this," I began to walk.

-

I slammed the bathroom stall shut. Tears flowed down my cheeks. There were rumors about me? It felt as if my life was like a grain of sand; it fell through my hands. I sniffed and tried to stop crying, but I couldn't help it. My parents were never home so I couldn't ever talk to them. When they were home, it was to grab a quick bite or to sleep.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. I went quiet as if my life depended on it. I went against the wall so I probably wouldn't be noticed. There was a split second where I could see their face through the crack of the stall. It was Haeun. She was looking around for something I guess.

She came in front of the stall I was in, but her face turned. I felt my heart skip a beat. This must be what it was like to be in a horror movie. Examining her, she looked bad. Haeun had never looked this skinny in her life. Looking around once more, she grabbed pills from her pocket.

She was doing drugs? Haeun, who could have made you do this?  I thought to myself. This had caught me off guard because she was always so independent.

When we were younger, she would always help me make the right decisions. Haeun was a role model for me because of how cool I thought she was. Unfortunately, we couldn't always be friends because of the time she moved. I used to pretend she was on vacation and would come back one day.

Phasing out of my memories, I realized Haeun wasn't in front of me anymore. A breath of relief escaped my lips. This was my chance to get to class. I opened the stall door and sighed. There was a tense feeling in my arm, but I ignored it. Reaching for the next door to go out of the bathroom, someone grabbed me and covered my mouth. This must be the end for me. I thought out of panic.