Sterling

Chapter Thirty

"He's not answering his fucking phone," Jungkook groaned frustratedly as he pulled his phone away from his ear, going straight to Taehyung's voicemail for the thousandth time. He sent him another text, begging for the small brunette boy to pick up and call or message them back, and he kept hoping and praying he was okay, but he had such a bad and horrible gut wrenching feeling, "I don't like this, guys. What if something's wrong?"

He looked over at the others, seeing how they were all sending text after text to Taehyung, asking and pleading for him to answer them all back. The table remained silent as Jin pressed the phone up to his ear, the ringing adding on to everyone's anxiousness. Jungkook really wasn't liking this, and he had this horrible feeling something happened to Taehyung, and he didn't know if it was because of that stupid note, or if something bad did actually happen.

Jin sighed when he went to his voicemail yet again, pulling the phone away from his ear as the group of males slumped their shoulders. They were all quietly praying for the small brunette boy to finally pick up and get back to them. Jungkook's leg was bouncing as he held his phone in his hands and kept his eyes on the screen, afraid that if he looked away he would miss a call or text from him.

"He's still not answering," Jin sighed as he slowly shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands. Even though he and Namjoon barely knew the boy, they still worried about him and wanted to know if he was okay. They saw the distressed looks on their faces when they heard that Taehyung hadn't been to school and wasn't answering his phone to their calls or their texts, "Should we go over to his place and check on him ourselves since he's not answering?"

"Is that really a good idea, though?" Jimin questioned as he set his phone down on the lunch table in their cafeteria. The bell to their next class was about to ring, and they only had a couple of minutes to make a decision on what they should do, "Shouldn't we just wait it out and see if he's just sleeping or something? Maybe he doesn't want to be bothered right now and that's why he won't answer us back."

"Well, if you're not going, then I am," Jungkook stated as he began to gather his things. He could stand to sit there for another second without knowing if Taehyung was okay. Jin, Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok followed him, gathering their things and slinging their bags over their shoulders as Jimin hesitated before doing so, "I can't sit here another second without knowing if he's okay. I have to know if he's alright. I'm going to go fucking crazy if I don't find out what's going on."

"Yeah but-"

"No, Jimin! No but's!" Jungkook stated sternly as stopped what he was doing and glared at the other boy, narrowing his eyes onto him, "I can't sit here and pretend everything's okay. I can't keep doing this. I get he's fucking pissed at me, and he has every right to be, but this is fucking killing me not knowing what's going on. It's fucking killing me not knowing anything. I have to go over there and make sure he's okay, with or without you guys."

With one last glare, he slung his bag over his shoulder and made his way towards the entrance with the others following him. They received weird looks when they made their way out of the school building, filing their way into the parking lot, "Where does he even live?" Jin asked as he walked up to his car, unlocking the door and opening the driver's side, Namjoon on the passenger's.

"I'll ride with you guys and show you the way," Jungkook replied, earning a nod from Jin as he made his way to their car, opening the back door before crawling in, the other two following him. Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok got into their cars, starting them and pulling out of the lot, following right behind Jin's car, "Make a right up at that stop sign." Jungkook pointed to the red stop sign ahead, earning a nod from the older as a response.

The whole car ride to the younger's place was nerve racking, and Jungkook couldn't help but pray Taehyung was okay. He checked his phone and made sure it the volume was turned up all the way just in case if Taehyung answered. He checked it, only to be met with a blank screen every time, and each time he seen that Taehyung had read his messages yet again, there was that small ray of hope that he was okay, and they would fix everything between them when the time comes.